“I was shoved down the stairs by a drunk guy at a party. ‘You are going too slow,’ he said as he pushed me. Once again, visuals of high school flooded my head, and I started to feel myself giving up.”
“I’d give anything for my 16-year-old body again – perky boobs, flat tummy – but you couldn’t get me back inside high school if you lured me there with chai tea lattes, Lululemon stretchy pants and gift cards to Nordstrom’s, all the things 30-somethings dream about.”
“There’s something spiritual about hearing my grandmother sing. The short half hour in my backyard with my grandmother will forever be my favorite.”
“Singing is the glue that has held our family together during the tough times.”
“It starts with us — the parents. Kids cannot even think at the maturity level needed to break a behavior cycle, let alone do anything about it.”
Sometimes the best music happens when you least expect it.
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