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JUST ANOTHER NIGHTMARE

My friend was in a place of horror. Within a moment her life had changed forever. The complacency of living without fully appreciating one’s health can evaporate in an instant. She and her husband were facing the worse case scenario. She felt that at best, the cancer would be advanced Stage 2. In a few days, they would know. Her husband would be having a scan to determine whether the tumor had spread. She said, “If it’s in his lungs or brain, he’s a goner.” Continue reading

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WITH ME – PART 1

I am thankful that music was there to comfort me when both my parents died. Recently, I recorded a new vocal for my song “With Me.” I share here my song and story.

May it comfort anyone longing for their mother or father in heaven.
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I LOOK AT THE CLOUDS

I often look up into the sky and imagine my father is watching me from the clouds. Lately, I look there and am saddened by my cloudy vision. Blurred is probably a more accurate description. I’ve decided it is time for me to write an update regarding my vision. In May, I had new glasses made and could not see out of them very well. I brought them back to the optometrist and it was determined that within one month, my eyes had changed. I had a lot of tests done and it was determined that my visual problem is most likely due to cataracts. Continue reading

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AS I GROW OLD

In honor of Father’s Day, I am sharing a brand new song, which I wrote last week. It is called, “With Me.”

With me, when I was born, with me as I mourn
With me in every song, with me to keep me strong
With me every day, with me in every way
With me and always near, you take away my fear
With me when I ache, with me as I awake
With me when I weep, your’re with me while I’m asleep
With me when I cry, with me when I die
Watching my life unfold, you’re with me, as I grow old . . . Continue reading

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