The Funeral Songs List

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I love music. It fills me; heals me, sooths me and brings me out of any dark mood. I am the type of person who reflects deeply on the hypocrisies and the idiosyncrasies of life and I often get mired in the muck because of it. Sometimes, when I have gone way too far down the rabbit hole, some little voice will nudge me to my music lists and remind me that there is something that always makes me feel better.

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“Mom! You Look Just Like a…”

I write an awful lot about the years when I first got divorced. Not because those years haunt me; not because the painful bits are seared into my memory

How Are You (Reposted)

I do apologise. I have not posted in quite awhile. My health is never great at this time of the year and my energy levels always attest to that.

This was my very first post, almost a year ago now. It didn’t get much attention – it’s a bad attempt at poetry, which is not my forte. But the feelings were real. And the words suit this time of year, when it appears that everyone is scurrying around preparing The. Best. Christmas. Ever. Music is sweet and nostalgic; folks are preparing to go home for the holidays; family members are surreptitiously wrapping presents; cookies are being baked and plans being made.

Three-Day Quotes Challenge – Day Three

Welcome to Day Three of my Quote Challenge!

On Writing, Catharsis and Joy

“Two a.m. and I’m still awake, writing a song

If I get it all down on paper, it’s no longer inside me

Threatening the life it belongs to…”

Anna Nalick Breathe (2 AM)

I have always had a deep reverence for poets and song-writers. With an economy of words that never fails to leave me in awe,