Tag Archives: writing
HOW I DID CARE
I was a sensitive soul and I still am. I spent a lot of my youth chasing friendship and suffering because of it. I have the insight that it wasn’t until I experienced Jason’s death that I learned how unimportant all that was. The pain of loss and bereavement set my course for many years after that. Maturity finally came to me, when I learned what true pain was. Continue reading
HERE I AM, WRITING TO YOU
My writing began at the same time that I picked up my guitar again after thirty years. I feel like there is a purpose behind everything I’m doing, even if I don’t know where it will lead. If my blog were a book, I have wondered what the ending would be. Continue reading
THIS ONE IS LIFELONG; THE MUSIC IS FOREVER
The “writer inside” returned to me today in the early morning hours. I had to write about my shame that I allowed disappointment to close my heart so many times in my life. I was remembering those feelings, and how this year so many things about my friend were revealed to me. She struggled so much in high school and I hadn’t understood. I remembered how desperately I had wanted to be closer with her when we were very young. Continue reading







