Two months have passed since I have been able to sing. It feels like a vital part of me has been ripped away. There is music I cannot bear to listen to when I am unable to sing along.
I am thankful that I at least have my art to help fulfill my need for self expression. It does help fill the empty place that not being able to sing creates.
Maybe by this time next month, I will once again be able to raise my voice in song.
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Karen - I hope that you'll soon be raising your voice in song. I know how important it is to you, and can only imagine how difficult not being able to sing has been for you. Many hugs!
So sorry this is lingering so long on you, hon. I know it's hard and am sending you a big ol' hug. Prayers for healing.
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