Holiday Reprise 2022
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Happy New Year!
Hope you enjoy a terrific celebration with plenty of new beginnings
A Blog about life and living through my life experience and perspective. I am a writer, singer/songwriter childhood savant musician...Trying to find my niche and stake my place in society...
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Happy New Year!
Hope you enjoy a terrific celebration with plenty of new beginnings
The price of eggs here in Phoenix has me picking my jaw up off the floor! Wow what a golden commodity they are now. Also, I wonder if this has impacted a lot of folks desire to bake for the holidays?
We didn’t do a grand display in the front yard this year. Very understated and all that we did was put lights on the house this year. We were burnt out after taking down all the Halloween decor. Ugh just burnt!
Last year I found out through a DNA test that my biological father was not who I grew up thinking was my father! I found out at nearly 60 years old that my whole life I’d been lied to. Whether by choice or by convenience, the end result was mind blowing and has rocked my world. All of the people involved in the charade that has been my life, are gone. They passed away years ago and I’m left with unanswered questions about my biological dad and his family. Many questions arise that I’ll never piece together but some, I can.
I have filed an application with the Cherokee Nation for tribal standing since I found out that I am Native American. I had determined that my great grandmother Osa was on the Dawes Roll. Her family had lived in Muskogee Oklahoma on tribal land. She had given birth to her children on tribal soil.
Yesterday I was searching on the Ancestry site and I made a new discovery. The thrulines feature in the site takes you back up to 5 generations. I was able to see both sides of my family history for 5 generations. I had no idea that my fathers father also had strong Cherokee ties! I had thought that it was only his mothers side that were of Cherokee descent. I did a little more digging and I found that I my 5th great grandfather was a Cherokee Chief! His name was George Brock and, he was Cherokee chief Doublehead. I was dumbfounded as I searched on Google and found that he was quite a famous Cherokee Chief!
I began reading about him and his legacy as Cherokee Chief Doublehead I was dismayed to find out how horrendous his deeds were. Barbaric, heinous and truly power hungry. He was not the kind of man anyone would want in their ancestry. Ugh! The story of his rein of terror was something out a Halloween movie! Gruesome and heartless is what I gathered from all that I read. I have ordered a book from Amazon about his life story to get a more in depth account. Anyway, what a disappointment and it leads me to wonder about the karma he left for his descendants. I hope to try to understand the big picture of his rein. Maybe he had some purpose other than being a savage beast of a man?
As I walk this journey and quest for information about my new found heritage, I hope to find myself somewhere? As bits and pieces and whole chunks of my fathers side are missing.
I am still hoping to be part of the Cherokee tribe. I’m not sure that being a descendant of Chief Doublehead will help me in my application process. Darn!!!!
I had so much fun revisiting my works! Music only today! I created a video with portions of each original composition. Although it was a practice run through, I felt that it was worthy of posting. You can see a bit of my process and joy in creating music. All but one of these originals have lyrics. I just wanted you to hear the music.
My day job is as homemaker/caretaker. Today I decided to spend the morning on this! We had a recent inspirational boon in the family. A rags to riches story worthy of a post all it’s own. I will share it with you as it’s been so uplifting and exciting. It definitely has made me smile❤️.
Anyway, I decided that cooking, cleaning and errands could wait as I enjoyed this precious to me, time! For what it’s worth, I hope that my grown kids will remember that Mom had dreams of her own. They may not have come to fruition but she never gave them up completely! You are never too old to enjoy creative gifts of the soul! Sometimes the reward, is in creating. Leave a piece of your inner joy, spirit and labors of love somewhere for others to find. The beauty in life, really is in the beholder-
My 11 year old created a promo edit of my music! Thanks Amelia for always having Gram’s back !
#RogerHodgsonsFoolsOvertue (my cover)
#GeorgeMichaelPrayingForTime (MyCover)
#MyOriginalEscape
This was a fun short to create! Actually, this standard video version.
I just recently poured a ton of energy and elbow grease into getting my house ready to sell. If you have ever tried to live in a house you need to show, you know of my hard effort. Constant cleaning! I’ve lived in this house for 17 years. Although I clean all of the time, deep cleaning and some touch up painting was necessary I felt.
By the time we listed the house, the interest rates had gone up and the selling market here came to a stand still. We missed the great selling market by a few weeks! It was rather an experiment any way. Kind of like fishing to see what you can get. I got a very clean house with some small but appreciated repairs out of it. I worked very hard to get show worthy. We had 2 “Open Houses“, a total of 3 people came to both showings. So, decided now isn’t the time to sell.
I had to put my keyboard in the garage… I was so hoping for a larger house so that I could have a space to play my keyboard. I do love my house though. I’m not sad to be staying in this house. This, was my inheritance. I purchased it in 2005. It’s complicated now and I would lose half should I divorce… A terrible reason to be stuck in a marriage but, my plight.
I feel it to my core every day and have for years and years. Ask anyone who stays in a marriage made in hell and they will tell you layers upon layers created their situation. It’s never one thing, it’s layers of things that are overwhelming and it becomes easier to stay rather than facing the inevitable losses.
I suppose an element of losing an inheritance becomes a sense of letting your family and deceased relatives down. Prideful maybe? Or just realistic and practical? Ugh. Or a shared responsibility in giving someone the power to control your destiny… especially when they remind you on the daily what you’ll lose if you go. I should only hope that there is a special place for those who choose to attempt to control people in this manner.
However daunting I’ve found my life experience, it did result in personal creativity. I’ve written songs and poetry about my life and my circumstances. Cathartic accounting of my darkest and happiest days!
Something More is a song that I wrote about this very plight.
Escape a symphonic layered track that I composed…
Lost In The Game my original!
I’ll Dream Of You Tonight my original, romance novel in a song lol
I make the best of each day, so much more than my situation in my life is amazing! So many things to be grateful for and so much love to be had!
For Mother’s Day, I got Covid. I was sad that it took me till the afternoon to realize that I was sick. I spent the morning with my ASU student daughter. I exposed her to Covid without realizing I was truly sick. Luckily, she didn’t catch it!
I ended up getting a fever of 103.0 later in the day! Even with Acetaminophen, my fever was about 103.0 for 2 days. The cough I got sounded like a barking seal. I was wondering if I had whooping cough it was so bad. I didn’t get tested until the day after Mother’s Day. On Tuesday evening, I finally got my results. I was scared when I got my positive result. I felt like I was in unknown territory and I wasn’t sure what I could expect! I was pretty sick so I’m not going to lie, I was really concerned…
Because I was really pretty sick and miserable I made a teladoc appointment with a CVS minute clinic clinician. I was grateful for a couple of prescriptions to take. This is the first time that I’ve needed an inhaler! I was pretty concerned that I was having issues like that! The cough was incredibly obnoxious!
I’m still not completely back to my normal energy level but I am however getting there! I started walking again a few days ago. I’m up to 2.50 miles. It’s been a push to do it but, I can. I’m through the quarantine phase now. My whole household caught it and all are mending. My 11 year old was allowed to return to school. Just in time! Amelia’s last day of elementary school is tomorrow! She will start middle school in late July.
Having faced this terrible virus, I feel humbled. I guess I thought or had hoped that I was in good general health. I also had been vaccinated so I figured maybe I wouldn’t get very sick? Well I got pretty darn sick! Covid is no joke! I hear that we can expect to keep catching Covid every few months because the variants change just enough quickly to elude the vaccines and our own antibodies… ugh…