Song about lemons

I think everyone has a place they go to that just feels safe. A place where it feels like nothing can harm you. My place is my swinging bridge in Townsend. Since I was a very little girl this has been my favorite place. No matter what the weather is, the sun always shines on my face there.
When things were getting crazy at home, I would go to my bridge and just listen to the water flowing and it was better than pumping Zanax straight into my veins. It was where I got my first kiss from a boy with eyes of blue. It's where I first dealt with death. It's where 90% of my summer was spent.
That leads me into the point of this post. I've always dreamed of writing a song about my bridge because I know this place is special to many, not just me. A yr ago I gave my idea to a song writer in Nashville. This week he contacted me with the first real draft of the song and wanted my input. It's amazing how he kept the meaning of the song true to the background that I have him. Who know what will happen with it. Someday on the radio you may hear a song about a bridge and a boy with eyes of blue.
All the "lemons" in life that have drawn me to this place of solace, could also be the beginning of me realizing my dream of someday writing a song!
Until next time- safe picking
Tammy
1.24.13

Why in the world would you say you are thankful for cancer?

I know you are  shaking you're head thinking I've lost my mind this time. But just be patient with me. My brother Mike was 14 years old when I was born. So needless to say we weren't very close. We never even grew up in the same house together.  Yeah I would see him but it was usually him coming to moms with the family and me being there as a kid. I do remember how excitny it was when he would come because he always made me laugh. The man always had a smile on how face.
In the coming years we had two sisters pass away. They both went suddenly or in a way that there was no opportunity to say the things you needed to.
This brings me to the thankful for cancer part. I in no way am glad for the pain he is having to endure in any way. But in comparison to losing my sisters with no goodbye at all, I'm thankful for the time. I've been given the chance to get to know my brother and talk to him more than ever before.  To get to hear him laugh when I call and ask him if he is ready to go dancing is priceless. The text messages I have from him telling his little sis he loves me will forever be cherished. No, I don't want to lose my brother in any shape form or fashion. But we have been blessed with time to spend with him.
I love you Mike and someday we will dance forever together in Heaven.
Until next time- safe picking
Tammy