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MY REBIRTH

Posted on March 29, 2010 by Judy

Someone used the word “Renaissance” to describe me a few weeks ago. I had to look it up to be sure that I wasn’t looking like someone from the middle ages. I guess it is accurate, after all! Continue reading →

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BESIDE ME ALWAYS – PART 1

Posted on March 22, 2010 by Judy

From the distant sky came my understanding that God and Jason did not want me to be sad. Continue reading →

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MUSIC – NOTES OF SILENCE, NOTED IN MY LIFE

Posted on March 13, 2010 by Judy

You’ve given me confidence, comfort, and the ability to teach and learn. I love you more than anything else in the world – and remember my guitar – even if I ever let you down in my anger and frustration, and I blame you rather than myself – know that I will never desert you. Continue reading →

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GRIEF 101 – PART 1

Posted on March 13, 2010 by Judy

I am no different from other humans that are grieving. I just feel that I might have a gift with the ability in writing to describe those feelings. Just because I can write about it, doesn’t mean that my grief is any deeper than anyone else’s or any “worse.” There are no ways to ever, ever compare grief. I used to do that. But I eventually learned that it really doesn’t matter. It never made me feel one ounce better to think my situation was “worse!” Continue reading →