Musicwithinyou
Friday, July 26, 2019
Sunday, March 3, 2019
a life time of memories
RIP : Orville Eugene (Gene) Bradshaw
March 20,1932-February 9,2019
MY DAD
For sometime now we knew my father was slowly getting worse each year. We thought we or should I say, I thought I was ready for his passing. The photo is a past picture. In the past years my father started losing weight and was a frail thing when he passed. This past month has been a blur especially when he went into the hospital. My mom at his side and us scrambling to find answers on what needed to be done. Sitting with him the night before he passed was not easy. I could see in his eye's and hear it in his voice,he was tired. To see a man who once carried you on his shoulders,to a man who could not lift up his arms to feed himself.
He wanted to go home.
A little girl I still feel like when all the memories come flooding in. A little girls love for her father. Even when I was a teenager and didn't want to hear what my dad had to say. Funny it always take is growing up and having a family of your own, to realize your father was right. I finally went by his grave sight today, dirt still fresh and he got his bronze marker for serving in the Korean War. Tears finding there way back again as I looked at were he is buried. You are Home.
March 20,1932-February 9,2019
MY DAD
For sometime now we knew my father was slowly getting worse each year. We thought we or should I say, I thought I was ready for his passing. The photo is a past picture. In the past years my father started losing weight and was a frail thing when he passed. This past month has been a blur especially when he went into the hospital. My mom at his side and us scrambling to find answers on what needed to be done. Sitting with him the night before he passed was not easy. I could see in his eye's and hear it in his voice,he was tired. To see a man who once carried you on his shoulders,to a man who could not lift up his arms to feed himself.
He wanted to go home.
A little girl I still feel like when all the memories come flooding in. A little girls love for her father. Even when I was a teenager and didn't want to hear what my dad had to say. Funny it always take is growing up and having a family of your own, to realize your father was right. I finally went by his grave sight today, dirt still fresh and he got his bronze marker for serving in the Korean War. Tears finding there way back again as I looked at were he is buried. You are Home.
Saturday, August 25, 2018
Over the years I have grown to keep my life filled with all types of music. To me it's a blessing to be able to take in the beauty that artist create and share with us. So going to live concerts whether they are big or small will change you the moment the first note is played. Sometimes we don't think twice about the artist that don't have music playing the big radio stations or playing the big stadiums. You will never know when you will find an artist that is amazing, so I encourage you to go see these small time artist and let it change your life.
In my local town we have a botanical garden that has a summer series of different artist. I decided to take in one of those shows. The artist name is May Erlewine. She is Michigan based and does shows all around Michigan and parts of Indiana. Enjoy and maybe you can catch her live someday.
In my local town we have a botanical garden that has a summer series of different artist. I decided to take in one of those shows. The artist name is May Erlewine. She is Michigan based and does shows all around Michigan and parts of Indiana. Enjoy and maybe you can catch her live someday.
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