Happiness Is A Choice!
As touched upon in a prior posting, music has always been a constant in my life. A way to express how I was feeling when I didn’t have the the words or ability to say it myself. At 5 years of age, I started playing violin and took lessons at the Eastman School of Music for over 10 years.
My teacher used the Suzuki Violin Method to teach me which has a focus on ear training. Each Book as you progress up the level always had a Vinyl record to go with it (They include cd’s today), and I of course would listen to all of it, over and over again and would start playing songs long before the teacher was ready for me to move forward!
Today as I look back on those years, the songs that I was most attracted to, were songs that were laden with angst, sadness, anger, haunted and just bursting with emotion. It’s unfortunate that nobody including me, realized back then it was more a cry of pain and a cry for help. You see, I was a young girl of 7 years of age when my Grandfather started sexually molesting me. An event that would follow me, haunt me and affect me for all of my life.
So why am I telling my story now to the world? Mostly because I hope that by sharing my life and events of my life, that I can help inspire someone else to overcome the tragedies, events and bad choices they themselves had made and move forward, be positive and believe in your dreams. We can’t change our past, but we can accept it and overcome it and have the life we want. Our future can be changed to one of our liking, it doesn’t have to be dictated to us by our past.
Just remember – “If It’s To Be, It’s Up To ME!”
I’ve had many good friends tell me that I should share my story, because they are amazed that I’m still alive, still fighting, still positive, still loving others. My life has never been easy, I’ve made many bad choices, I’ve reached the depths of despair – totally immobilzed by depressive episodes, years of anti-depressants, I’ve been homeless, trusted the wrong people, gotten involved with physically and emotionally abusive men yet here I am still fighting and standing strong & tall… well as tall as a short person can stand anyway – LOL.
The journey of healing I’ve been on for the last 33 years of my life has been a slow painful one but filled with many good times and enriched by those who have come in and out of my life and its not over yet, there are many chapters left to write in my years left on earth. Some of those chapters will occur right here as I share my past, my hopes & dreams, my present and future.
Join me on this journey and feel free to share your success story as my story slowly unfolds on these pages. I don’t know about you but I’m choosing to be Happy – Happiness IS A Choice!
