Music





I consider myself very lucky to have had a mom who loved to sing.  Music was in her soul.  I remember, my grandpa, her dad, stopping by our house in the evening, bringing us ice-cream to eat while we listened to him play the piano and her sing.  It was fun...it was love.

It was a love of father, daughter, music, and life.  Singing releases something inside us.  Singing in the car on a long trip is one of my favorite things to do.  I turn the music up as loud as I can stand and sing at the top of my lungs.  Music is in my soul.

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