It’s seven AM in the morning and I can’t go back to sleep.
No, it’s not the sugar rush from yesterday.
I have a new single. 127 more words
Last weekend, my grandparents and both of my dad’s brothers who live here came over for lunch and card games. It was a birthday thing, technically – my grandparents’ birthdays are literally one day apart, so they always do joint birthday celebrations. 386 more words
Started composing this one in July 2014 and finished it tonight – with a four month break in between.
I never used to struggle with perfectionism. Perhaps it was because I was surrounded by people who delighted in me. As a girl, my horse drawings were thought beautiful, my grandma always asked to hear what I had learned on piano, and I sang my original songs in church. 514 more words
Joyce Fessenden has been playing piano in public for 70 years. At the age of 83, she still plays four or five times a week at area nursing homes and assisted living centers. 117 more words