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Writing 101 — Day 5: Today’s Prompt: You stumble upon a random letter on the path.You read it. It affects you deeply, and you wish it could be returned to the person to which it’s addressed. Write a story about this encounter.

“Love means never having to say you’re sorry”…. “But I am”. These were the only words written in beautiful longhand on the outside of a small manila envelope, crumpled and stuffed in the chain link fence outside of what appeared to be a house that had not been lived in, in many years. Was this the home of the recipient? Where had he or she gone? Whoever the author of this brief but urgent message was, obviously had loved this particular individual very much and wanted to apologize, but for what?

Writing 101 (Day 4) : Today’s Prompt: Write about a loss: something (or someone) that was part of your life, and isn’t any more.

Today’s post is part one of a three-part series. The next two parts will be written in the coming days.

“Love means never having to say you’re sorry”…. “But I am”. These were the only words written in beautiful longhand on the outside of a small manila envelope, crumpled and stuffed in the chain link fence outside of what appeared to be a house that had not been lived in, in many years. Was this the home of the recipient? Where had he or she gone? Whoever the author of this brief but urgent message was, obviously had loved this particular individual very much and wanted to apologize, but for what?

What Music Means To Me — Day 3: Writing 101

I love music. I love singing; I love playing music; and I love listening to music. There are so many important songs that reflect different important moments in my life that it’s nearly impossible to narrow it down to three, but I’ll try.

If you’ve read my post “The Tender Troubadour”, you’ll notice that my love for music began at a very young age. A child of the ‘60s, my first music influences came from folk songs.

In the late sixties, I spent many days, sometime months in the hospital, and the nurses’ station always had a radio, and when songs of the Fifth Dimension, the Archies, and many others, (that I can’t recall at the moment) came on the radio, I can remember asking the nurses to turn up the radio, and I would sing at the top of my lungs. It helped get me through the pain.

And I guess that’s what music does for me, it heals the pain, and I’m not just speaking of physical pain, but the pain of loss —  lost opportunities, disappointments, lost loves, and lost loved ones.

As many of you may already know, I was born with a physical disability, but if that physical disability had rendered me either hearing or visually impaired, I would not have the joy and blessing of experiencing music in life.

If you could zoom through space in the speed of light, what place would you go to right now?

What you are about to read is my Day 2 assignment for Writing 101. I look forward to your comments.

If I could zoom through space in the speed of light, I’d run back into the arms of my first love and when we first met.

I met my first love when we were 12 years old. We were both musicians, or at least we were learning to be musicians. He already had a “girlfriend”, but as far as I was concerned the sun rose and set in glorious colors when he was around.

But he didn’t notice me. Not right away anyway.

Then one day, it happened. He walked up to me after music class, and said, “Here. I’d like you to be my girlfriend”. Into my hand he put a small gold-plated pin that resembled a treble clef. I was thrilled. It’s been nearly 42 years since that day, and that pin has been in every purse, backpack, and hospital room ever since.

At our 30th high school reunion (2009) we met up again, and I showed him that I still had the pin, and he was speechless, which he hardly ever was.

As I write this I wonder, when I come to his mind does he still think of me as his first love? I hope so, because in the arms of my first love I felt safe and protected.

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