Daily Archives: March 9, 2015

From The Bottom of my Heart

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This goes out to someone special.  Life is good, but at times, it can be a challenge.  Two deaths over the weekend caused me to awaken with a heavy heart this morning, so I may not be exercising the best in judgement right now as I step out from the shadows cast by the nadir of despair just  long enough to say that no matter how dark life becomes upon occasion, true  light comes from you…from your heart, your words and your love, and it always makes my day a little brighter.

Thank you for this, and 4 everything you have been to me and still are.  Even in the midst of sickness and death, in the face of seemingly insurmountable obstacles, you always find a way to let me know that I am loved.

I shared what I was feeling with two friends today.  One of them made it all about him/her.  The other listened with kindness and empathy and issued words of comfort.  I will not forget this day.

 

I Should Have Knocked on Wood

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I Should Have Knocked on Wood

Update:  11:45 p.m. – The other friend that is mentioned below,(shown here with our Ingrid, his granddaughter) died at around 10:00 this evening.  May he rest in peace.  He was a good man, loved and admired by many.

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The other day when I wrote that I had not lost a friend in years, I should have knocked on wood.  I learned today that someone I knew, another artist that I  trained for her  job in the SF Bay Area was struck by a car in a hit and run accident in Oakland yesterday.  She was 50 years old.  Another friend lies in his bed on  the other side of the Willamette River from where I am, now experiencing what will most likely be his last day alive. He is surrounded by loved ones.  Such a nice person. My heart goes out to those friends and family members whose lives have been so deeply touched by these two beautiful individuals.

Upon this sad occasion, I find myself  filled with gratitude for those friends and loving family members of my own that are alive today. I love each one of you very much and want you to know how grateful I am that you are in my life.

I have just returned from a gathering of close to 50 musicians in a lovely park nearby.  We had a picnic and played/sang the afternoon away.  Most  broke into little groups and switched around. We had a lot of fun and some great fellowship.   It was a beautiful afternoon.  I am thankful I was alive to experience it.

Sometimes, I feel like the luckiest person alive.