It has been 9 years since my Mother passed.
As I sit here remembering her life, love, wisdom and warmth, it is impossible to ignore the void left behind by her absence.
In my opinion, losing a parent is like losing a compass that always pointed towards love and understanding.
The journey without them is very challenging.
No matter how much time has passed.
On this day, 12 years ago… I covered this tune.
Throwback to the good ol’ days when I used to make music,
pretending I was in a band, hoping to deliver a catchy rhythm!
Forget about auto-tune and fancy gadgets;
I’m bringing you the raw, unfiltered sound of whatever I have produced here.
Have a listen, laugh, grab your snacks, mute that Zoom call
and let’s prove that even in my mind I could have been a musical sensation. Or at least, a musical something.
According to my “On This Day” reminder, I made this video cover 12 years ago.
You see, the thing about me posting old stuff is so that I can recollect what I was in my past.
Don’t get me wrong.
I hate being reminded of the shitty things that happened in my life.
Or the shitty things I have done on purpose.
This post is not about those.
It’s about the good ones. The good ones are more than welcome.
Like this Video I recorded.
It reminded me that I used to play guitar and can actually sing a complete song.
It also showed me that I read the Twilight series books,
as seen on that bookshelf behind me.
Yes! I actually read them as opposed to the other “To Read” pile of books on my GoodReads account.
Oh, and that shirt I was wearing.
I LOVE that shirt! I still have that to this day.
Sure, it may be so worn out and plagued with holes, but I still wear it.
Unlike Jacob from Twilight who refuses to wear one, but that’s beside the point.
My point from all of this is that I am old
and need to be reminded of who I was from time to time.
Like, get new shirts.
Maybe read a book.
So the Hospital won’t let me back in because visiting hours are over.
I went back to the lodge and snuck in a little piano playing by the common area.
Thought I’d share this, because I’m bored and I couldn’t annoy Natalie while she’s recovering.
Today was as tough as when she passed on.
It really doesn’t get any easier but life goes on.
And here we are.
I miss her very dearly.
Another #SundayStrumming.
This time with an 80’s classic.
I mean, who does not love the 80’s?
Good times.
Great music.
Horrible fashion.
It took me more than 30 years to have the courage to do learn this
but I did it.
