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A song for my mother, a year later

Tomorrow will mark a year since I sang a song for my mother, an experience that still gives me goosebumps. Everything about that experience was infused with loving grace. I'm writing another post for tomorrow, but in the meantime I thought I'd share that post from last year.

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A Song for my Mother

There I was, palms sweating, all eyes on me. My heart was racing. Around me, new friends (very new)—most of them twenty, thirty, even forty years older than myself—urged me on. "Will you consider it?" They asked. Would I consider it? I knew in my heart the answer was yes, even if my sweaty palms… Continue reading A Song for my Mother