By Nancy Chamberlain
Music has always been my healing mechanism. I wrote this song with a friend while going to school at BYU Idaho years ago. Recently, I wanted to add to it singing about my kids. The song is called “Believe”
Walking with a heavy load,
Wondering what my future holds.
Fearful, I will fail again,
Until I hear you say-
I believe in you.
Continue readingI’ve been around
a minute or two.
Still learning as I go
but this much I know –
and you can quote me because
undeniably
it is true –
Continue readingThink before you share a story,
“Do I own in any way
the name I am about to say?”
Which means I will tell only
those adventures starring me.
Continue readingWhen you hear this bit of news
you will want to do something
but please don’t do anything
because right now, you will choose
to escalate not defuse.
Continue readingI wish I had a hidden skill.
Something I could just whip out
at times when the chips are down
and give everyone a thrill
when they discover my skill.
Continue readingI don’t have the best memory
there are a lot of things I forget.
Even with my best intention
the experience is lost for me
because no memory is set.
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