I want to learn a love song….

Love hate relationship with music… all because of the headaches… go figure… I love the poetry of the music and of course I have a diverse genre I listen too… sometimes the words will make you think and sometimes the words just make you want to move… all the while you are loving the sound of the music….

I always wanted to learn a love song, but not in the lyrical sense… no, I wanted to learn what love was really like and how it truly felt and how it filled a void, you never knew was there…

With TBI and PTSD… these desires are there and ever-present… but always out of reach…

Only someone who has walked this path will understand…

I have hope, that the walls my brain put up to protect me… will some day come down and allow these emotions and feelings that are so important to the human race…. yet I realize, they seem to have so little meaning to me… brain injury does that to a person… takes from them…

Until that changes… it will be a world of analytics and layers of protection…

I may be aware, now, of my injuries… but 64 years of silence will not be filled over night and by the time it is…

Life may already be over…. Life is about choice and I gave the options more than once… for those involved with this story to own their part… 

No one knows what the next minute will bring… life can be gone that quick…. as are opportunities…. only people on this planet to ever go out of their way to hurt me…

Christians…. because they couldn’t convert me…

Instead I walked through life doing what was right without any label… I am after all,

only… Human…

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I Remember… Margie….