Bruce McGrath – saying good bye to my friend


                                              

Free and Clear – my original song with Bruce McGrath on sax

Free and Clear – my original song with Bruce McGrath on YouTube

Free and Clear on iTunes

                                           

My friend, Bruce McGrath passed away suddenly yesterday.  I am very sad to learn this news.  I met Bruce about 7 years ago when I first started singing at Blues jams on the South Shore.  We struck up a friendship and chummed around to different jams together.  We talked mostly on the phone now though. 

Two years ago I wrote and recorded a new song called Free and Clear and asked Bruce to play sax for me.  He performed brilliantly.  I’m so glad I have him on this recording.  The words will hold a completely new meaning for me now as Bruce is finally free, Free and Clear like my song says, in musician heaven. 

I will miss you always Bruce…….so proud and lucky to have had you as my friend.


 

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No promises.

                   
When
you close your eyes and go to sleep tonight you better make sure you
are happy with your life. I mean it. You better start appreciating
what’s in front of you rather than wasting your life wishing and hoping
for things to change or get better.
                                       Tomorrow is promised to no one and
what if …….

Well, what I’m trying to say is that whatever you have
right now may end up being all you end up

having. So, that wife you can’t stand to look at and that husband who
hurts you and that house with the big mortgage and the kids who won’t
listen to you and the boss who you’d love to do away with, well, you
need to stand back and know that someone else who has lost his wife
would love to be in your shoes right now and another woman would love to
be married to your husband and that house, well someone living in their
car would love to have a roof over their head and someone unemployed
would take your job in a heartbeat. Sure, you can make plans to better
your life of course, I know I did, but while your busy making your plans
keep your perspective too and be grateful for the blessings in your
life. As long as your heart is beating there is always something to be
grateful for.



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My new job at a dept. store.

                           

In this new life I’ve created I find the most important thing to remember is to smile.  Whether I’m teaching or painting or singing or taking care of my chickens or walking the beach I am grateful for all the wonderful things I experience in my life and for all the amazing people I meet.  I never wish harm to anyone or anything.

For me, whether it’s a gig
at a dept. store working at the cosmetics counter or a music gig singing on a Sat. night…..I’m really happy either way because wherever
I go and whatever I do it’s all about loving and connecting with
people. I love talking to people and learning about them and joking
around and making sure that people know that they matter to me. That is
what my life is all about in a nutshell. 



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Lots of friends.

                       

I
just had a rather inclusive thought:

The world wide web offers us an opportunity to meet a multitude of people on a scale never imagined before.  We can all know or kind of know each
other, and we can also all have friends on here that only we know. For example, I may know
you but I don’t know your friends and vice versa. Well, I was thinking, imagine
if we could somehow all become friends with each other’s friends?   We could learn so much and maybe the knowledge that we are one family
of friends could then shape and influence
the destiny of our world. How exciting a thought is that?!!

I am friends on here (through Facebook, Twitter, YouTube, etc.) with people whom I have
never met, and these friends come from all walks of life, professions, races, faiths and
religions, genders, educational levels, ages, birth places,
intelligence, etc. yet none of it matters a diddly squat to me. The
only thing that influences my decision to stay friends with someone on
here is whether or not that person treats people with kindness and
respect. My thought is this is how we should operate in the “real” world.

Let bias,
stereotype, racism, intolerance, jealousy, greed, and selfishness be
outdated like a record player and a VCR and a black and white TV (btw,
growing up we didn’t even have one of those until like 1968).  Instead of noting our differences, let’s embrace our similarities. 



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Sweet dreams……

Although
I hope everyone had a nice day, I know that there are some who, for
whatever reason, did not. Some days can be so trying. As the night descends upon us all (be ye good or bad, rich or poor, young or old,
weak or strong), enter into slumber with the knowledge that today will
soon be the past regardless of its outcome, and so in true stoic form
release yourself not only from your worries and cares but from all that
binds you to the earth. Soar freely in your dreams.   Good night, all.      
     


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Christmas Time Blues – original song

                                        

I wrote this song to express the sadness and longing that often accompanies the holiday season for so many people, including myself.  I miss my son who passed away in a car accident in 2008.  I miss my dad and my marriage.  I miss my kids who are all off and on their own.  I long for the days when we were all together as a family. 

Christmas Time Blues

I’m missing you baby at Christmas time,
I’m looking for my presents,
But none are mine.
Ooh Ooh Ooh, baby,
I’m so lonely without you
Ah…I need some happy news.

I’m passing by the stores I see their Christmas lights,
But it only makes me miss you more day and night,
Ooh Ooh Ooh baby,
I’ve paid my lonely dues,
Please come kiss away my blues.

Christmas time blues,
Faded memories that haunt me of you.
Feeling lonely with nothing to lose,
Except these Christmas time blues.

Ooh Ooh Ooh baby,
I’ve paid my lonely dues,
Please come kiss away my blues.

I’m missing you baby at Christmas time,
I’m looking for my presents but none are mine.
I’m passing by the stores I see their Christmas lights,
But it only makes me miss you more day and night,

Christmas time blues,
Faded memories that haunt me of you.
Feeling lonely with nothing to lose,
Except these Christmas time blues.

Ah, these Christmas time blues,
They take me back to the love I knew.
Back when your kisses were so warm and so true.
Before these Christmas time blues.
Ah…before these blues.
Christmas blues.

Please write comments and share your story with me.  Thank you!

Here is a link to my video of this song on YouTube:  Christmas Time Blues

Christmas Time Blues on iTunes


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Applying for a dept. store job.

Times are tough and they’ve been this way for more than a few years.  So many millions of people here and around the world have lost everything and are struggling to survive.  I happen to be one of them.  But, I’m healthy and so aren’t my children and this gives me the only cause I need to be happy.  Rather than sit around wallowing away in self-pity, I choose instead to find joy and humor in the experiences of my life.

Which brings me to sharing this video I created for YouTube describing a job interview I had in a dept. store.  The job only paid minimum wage, but I needed a job and so I took it.  It is definitely an exaggeration to what actually took place, and I am actually extremely grateful that I got the job. 

I am even working at the same dept. store this holiday season, but in cosmetics rather than men’s suits this time around.  Even though this video might seem otherwise, I am grateful to have a job.  My twisted sense of humor is to blame for this folly. 

Please write your comments or share your story with me.

Here is the link to the video on YouTube:  Ivy League graduate



 

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My “Bawstin” Accent

My whole family, dating back to the turn of the last century, on both my mother and my father’s side called Boston, MA home.  I did, too, up until the late 60’s when we moved to Quincy.  I always considered Boston my hometown, though.  I created a video called, My Bawstin Accent, and loaded it up to YouTube. 

The Boston accent is unique, lively, and full of character, just like
the people who speak it. I made this video to poke fun at my own Boston accent. This video was
made in fun (like a comedy or a satire) and not meant to insult or
demean anyone or anything. You can also find me on my website,
www.sharenwendy.com, on Facebook and also Reverbnation. Have a wicked pissa day!

Please leave a comment and share your own story with me.

Here is a link to my video on YouTube:  My Bawstin Accent  on YouTube


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Sarcastic post about “moving forward”

I really do love the saying, “one foot in
front of the other.” However, try as we might, sometimes this simple
action is like moving mountains because only one foot understands or
wants to understand what’s going on. As you know, this can have a
detrimental impact on even the most courageous attempts at moving
forward. I bet you didn’t know there are specific terms for feet that
do not want to cooperate.

For example,
the foot that drags and drags behind you while you’re trying to put one
foot forward, well, that’s known as “it’s all about me foot syndrome”
Also, what about the foot that decides to slyly move to the side,
forward but not quite forward? This is called “passive/aggressive foot
syndrome. And what about the foot that simply feels like a dead weight?
Well, this is known as “stubborn foot syndrome.” And the foot that
refuses to get out of bed in the morning? This is called “poor me foot
syndrome.”

Oh yes, it’s true, there are many ways in which our own
feet can sabotage our attempts at making a better life. One of the most
important things you can do to help yourself is recognize these
syndromes. If the stubborn foot still won’t cooperate then maybe you
could threaten to chop it off. That ought to do the trick.


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Domestic violence: my truth, my song, my words

     
                       I am a singer/songwriter/writer at the present time.  However, for almost 50 years my life and my world revolved around two abusive men (my father and my husband).  This was my life ever since I was born.  I never knew there could be anything other than this way of life either.  I just assumed this was the way everyone lived.  I really had no idea how or the courage to free myself from any of it.  My fa
ther died in 2008 and so I am free now of his abuse and also my son died in 2008, and these two events were the catalyst for my finally getting free from my husband.  Now I live peacefully by myself, healing from a lifetime of trauma.  I have yet to learn to trust or what it means to have someone love me without hurting me.         

               Funny, now how the tables have turned for me because of my music and through the internet, now my “whole world” really is the whole world rather than just my husband. Now, from this new viewpoint, it amazes me how narrow (or maybe innocent) my perspective was. I am also amazed at how much power and authority I entrusted to just one single person in a sea of 7 billion. It really amazes me looking back at this now.  I will never do this again.  I have entrust my own self with power and authority in my life.   

               I was in a relationship with my husband for 36 years, from the age of 14 until three years ago.  He was my husband for 28 years.  Although there were things about him that I loved, for the most part he was a violent, angry, arrogant person with me, yet I stayed with him all those years.  I loved him, or I thought I did.  We also had a family together and a business.  It was the only kind of love I knew.  I take responsibility for the fact that I did stay, though.  I don’t blame him or anyone.     

              I don’t really know if he is violent now that we are not together (maybe it was just with me).  I am in the process of writing a book about my life, which consisted of an abusive childhood and subsequent abusive marriage.      

             I was a guest of Suzanne Perry on the “Global Forum On Domestic Violence.”  During the interview I talk openly about my life and how the violence and abuse have affected me.  I am not completely comfortable yet sharing on this topic, and I don’t know if I ever really will be but I am trying really hard to be honest and open in the hope that I will stop feeling ashamed and embarrassed.   I’ve also written a song which expresses my experiences living with domestic violence, from childhood through marriage.  The song is called, I Won’t Cry. 

           Please feel free to share your story with me.  I hope my honestly helps you.         

This is the interview link:

Global Forum On Domestic Violence

I WON’T CRY  on YouTube

I WON’T CRY  on iTunes



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