She left a few songs behind. Funny, she wrote so much and didn’t leave a note. All she left us was music. It don’t really understand that. Did she leave simply because she had no more words? It is useless to ponder, wonder and worry. Absolutely nothing can change, fix, or undo yesterday.
I will be going through the computer and see what treasures and crumbs she left behind. It’s the very least I can do. I believe it is important for those left behind to find some peace and that is my journey. I will walk in her footsteps. I will say what she can no longer say. I am the keeper of the legacy. I am the ghost writer.