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For my mom:

Posted in being human, music, Uncategorized by Nancy on May 12, 2013

mom-piano_performanceThank you…
for the music,
and the words,
for the ballet, tap, jazz, gymnastics,
violin and piano lessons,
and the life lessons,
for the constant encouragement,
and complete lack of pretense,
for the “interesting” relatives,
and the colorful expressions,
for homemade Halloween costumes,
the Christmas cookies and chocolate peanut butter Easter eggs,
for your coveted apple crisp recipe,
and for letting me learn that there is, in fact, such a thing as too much cake,
for summers at the pool,
and a year at the beach,
for taking us to watch rockets launch,
and for leaving Virginia for L.A.,
for letting us be kids,
and letting us grow up,
for being sentimental,
for being humble,
for being a warrior,
for this life,
but most of all for the music.

We’ll miss you.


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  1. Mayra said, on May 12, 2013 at 11:14 pm

    Your words for your mother are as sweet as morning dew. You’ve shared so much with just a few words. Your mother sounds like she was a wonderful parent. She raised a wonderful human being and therefore achieved her goals I think…

  2. Nancy said, on May 12, 2013 at 11:23 pm

    Thanks. She did achieve a lot of her goals, including one she’d had since she was a wee lass: making it to Hollywood. Amazing how some of the best things in life can come from the shittiest situations. But I guess it takes a little compost to make the roses grow…

  3. Daniel said, on May 13, 2013 at 12:25 am


  4. Anonymous said, on January 6, 2014 at 8:34 pm

    your words truly moved me…

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