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There are not many things about being younger that I long for. I far prefer my current life. I also believe feeling doubtful and uncertain is poison to the soul. There is nothing more inspiring for me than believing in myself. I wrote this story; because there were few words to describe the euphoria I felt when I saw my college art teacher, Nancy, after at least twenty years. If I could describe my emotion, it would be amazement that my teacher was certain my future was limitless and success was just around the corner for me. Yesterday, I had that exact same feeling as I faced my former teacher in my studio! She sat in a chair across from me while I serenaded her on my guitar. Upon the walls of my studio were many of my paintings. At the age of fifty-one, I could enjoy the knowledge that all of my artistic ventures came true. Continue reading

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Because there has been such a wellspring of sadness in my later life, I have chosen to spend a little time embracing the carefree, happier moments of my youth.
I was fortunate that I had those times.
A lot of the wonderful feelings that I remember about my younger days has reoccurred in my life. Only a few short months ago, I could never have imagined that I would be taking singing lessons, or playing my guitar again.
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