Posted in Soprano Musings

Day 16: Remember Him.

*Excuse me as I try to control my feelings long enough to type up this post*

I was cleaning my room and looking for 5 other forms of ID for the Passport Agency to complete my application for my passport last week. While grumbling my frustrations about nothing being wrong with the identification that I sent them, and how they are holding up my future traveling plans (that I have yet to make-smh/lol) I came across all my old journals.

So I decided to just leaf through them since it had been awhile since I’ve read where I was in my life. ‘Awhile’ turned into an hour spent laying on my bedroom floor laughing at myself 🙂

Until I got to the one journal I was most afraid to even look at. I didn’t read anything in it – just went to the bookmark that I knew was there and took this picture:


I know that it’s not much. And it’s not from some well known writer either (even though I think she’s the bees knees).

The title of the story is ‘Only You’. From a Samcedes fanfiction.

The year I lost my best friend.

There were days when I would see him everywhere. Hear his voice and lose focus on what I was suppose to be doing. Or miss his hugs so much that I would get angry at the world around me and spit venom at anyone that crossed me.

One day in my local mall, I was taking the back service entrance inside and the weight of his absence had me legit crumbling to the ground in pain. Sigh..

Then a few months later (I think) I came across this story. And when I read this quote, I typed it up and printed it out to place in the journal that I was writing in at the time.

Whenever my feelings became too much, I would read it until I was calm again.



Music has always been a part of me. No matter how many times I would try to pursue a career in something else I would find myself coming right back to it. So now I am done with running scared. I was all in on this journey. And I'm so glad that I saw it through, because it lead me to something that I love. Something that I didn't think was possible - the ability to become a self published author. For years I have written poems, my thoughts, short stories, and songs. Really it was just therapy to me, but now I want to see where else it can take me too. So I'm learning the social media ropes thanks to all these social media outlets. Also working up my nerve to face the networking scene for the artists and musicians in my hometown too. All with the hopes of connect with others who love music as much as I do. And to make some coin by music and write freelancing. Let's see what happens, shall we?

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