Been a bit under the weather lately.
As I ‘get better’, I find myself perusing all sorts of Youtube tutorials on my fav sidekick instrument – the UKE. And am having fun exploring musical paths yet uncharted.
I’ve been immersed in musical possibilities and realized that that door had been closed and re-opened without my even realizing it had been closed.
Which brings me back to when Ma passed away.
Ma was an artist…
One day, about 18 months after her death, I woke up and could see color again. I hadn’t even realized it was gone until I got it back again…
Same with the music after Dad’s passing.
Oh yes, I worked diligently on getting already composed pieces recorded, but nothing new was ventured. I hadn’t even realized the music had been silenced until it was reawakened.
It seems I’ve emerged onto the other side.
Praise be to the Lord.