Just the opposite happened because I had the seed of music planted in me from birth. It became a way to express myself. Out of this came some healing and some growth which helped me turn my life around. I struggled with self-esteem and self-confidence until I learned that I could do something positive to feel good about myself. That led me to a certain amount of growth and pride which I used in many different ways.
Writing about my experiences has been a great healing process which now takes me into the sunset of my life, knowing that good always triumphs over evil and sadness gives way to happiness in the end, and as long as you show love for others, you will also receive the love you need with all of its virtues.
Time is fleeting and words do really mean a lot. I owe all of this first to my mother who played music and gave me the music that runs through my veins from before the time I was born until the time that I lost her just thirteen years into this adventure. To my sister, Sylvia, who brought home all of those Elvis Presley records and sang Elvis songs to me, I owe the joy of singing and the happiness that has always brought me.
My dear sister, Ruthie, gave me the gift of pride and the value of discipline to learn and to grow into something better than I am. To all of the people in my life who I have come in contact with, I give great thanks to have known you and to have received your individual gift of friendship and love which has only made me a better person.
So this book is not only for my own healing, but it is also an acknowledgement of the people in it. I hope you enjoy some of the stories and I pray that you Live Your Dream.
