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ALONE WITH MY GUITAR

Posted on October 19, 2010 by Judy

On top of gaining singing experience, I am now an independent performer! I no longer require my husband to be my “roadie.” I am so appreciative that he was patient with me. In the beginning, I was too nervous to pay much attention to setting up the equipment in preparation of my performances at Borders. I needed to learn where to place the speakers, cords, amplifier, and guitar hookup. Every cord had a hole and volume setting – I would panic just thinking about forgetting where things went!
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REDISCOVERING WHAT I LOVE TO DO – PART 2

Posted on October 13, 2010 by Judy

Today is my 51st birthday. I am crying as I write this; it is because I am SO HAPPY! I started this blog back in February. I named one of my first posts “Rediscovering What I Love to Do.” Well, rather than name this post with a lyric line, I am going to just keep it simple with a “Part 2!” I am living my life doing what I love.
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I WONDER WHAT LIES AHEAD

Posted on October 7, 2010 by Judy

The relief has flooded me once more. Another anniversary of heart has passed. This year was special for me. I am such a person from who I was last year at this time. My heart is connected to writing and music; the ability to express myself made everything very meaningful for me this year.
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BESIDE ME ALWAYS – PART 2

Posted on October 5, 2010 by Judy

when you died my tears filled an ocean. I was violently submerged – gasping, barely able to stand the shock; swirling in a raging current, a current of time. I was gasping, paralyzed, and choking, wanting to drown, but unable to sink. The current dragged me along –
it seemed endless . . .
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