It’s a hard life right now and I need to sing and dance through it. (Not an easy task in a cumbersome wheelchair, but nothing lasts forever. Some day I will be healed enough to walk on my own again and start counting my steps.
I want to heal my soul first and and then I am hopeful that my body will catch on! Maybe if my brother and I could trade parts everything might work out, one way or another.
Okay enough music and fun it is time for me to get to work. Money doesn’t grow on trees.
I hope you find some joy in some of the music as well.