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AT THIS VERY MOMENT

I celebrate many things. At the top of my list is my health. I can see well enough to drive, paint and play tennis. I can sing my heart out to a loving audience anytime I want to. I have amazing children whom I adore. All three are close to me, despite the physical distance with two of them. My deceased son, Jason, continues to live on in my music and songs. Continue reading

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AMONG HER TREASURED MEMORIES

Treasured memories sustain me and my sweet story is filled with metaphors. Camellia flowers remind me of my beautiful blossoming daughter. The life cycle of hummingbirds are touching, as I watch my three children spread their wings and fly. It is simply a joy to share my heart musings, imagery and songs. Continue reading

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LEMON TREE

My story about the overgrown lemon tree in my backyard does not carry a song. It does, however, accompany a painting that I finished last week. Continue reading

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THERE ARE NO WORDS

It turned out there were words for me to find and I’m really glad I could finally write something today for this blog. Anything that can pierce the numbness inside of me feels worth writing about, even if it is as simple as a visit with my daughter at the park. Continue reading

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DON’T KNOW HOW I LIVED WITHOUT YOU – PART 2

I smiled remembering how I had argued with my father about hiring a companion for my mother. He was absolutely against it. Despite that, I found my strength to move forward to hire someone and that was when I found Miriam. Continue reading

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MY MOTHER, MY SONG

In Hebrew, my mother’s name Shirley means my song. My mother was an exquisite song in my life. She is a magnificent melody that I will continue humming until the day I die.
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ONE DAY, YOUR PAIN WILL GO AWAY – PART 2

I was so relieved that my mother’s suffering was finally over. Music was God’s gift to lift me up. Today, God was with my mother and me. Continue reading

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