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My secrets come out in my art—songs I long to have sung to me.
I’m dying for the lack of it.
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I Deserve to be Loved
03 May 2019 8 Comments
in art journaling, bipolar disorder, creativity, depression, Mental Health, Mental Illness, music, relationships Tags: desire, longing
SandySue Altered
A Mind Divided 
May 03, 2019 @ 12:11:47
Sweetheart; I have a singing husband but he would NEVER sing to me….
But we all have our dreams! They are so important to keep alive. And as you know: Hope dies last – keep it up.
YOU however express your feelings most beautifully in your art.
May 03, 2019 @ 17:51:34
Thank you, my friend.
May 03, 2019 @ 22:36:16
I LOVE Sting, I haven’t heard this one before. I’ll be singing it for me ❤
Is this on Etsy?
May 04, 2019 @ 20:47:18
Let’s see… I downloaded the Symphonicities CD from iTunes. I love it—lots of his older songs with a full orchestra. They’re beautiful. The artwork is from my art journal, so not something for sale.
May 04, 2019 @ 04:37:37
I love being sung to as well, but that isn’t happening around here. My poor hubby couldn’t carry a tune in a bushel basket. So I sing to myself. 😊 Humming a song for you, too, Sandy…
May 04, 2019 @ 20:44:55
Thank you, dear one.
May 05, 2019 @ 09:24:34
I find joy in nature’s song to me… every morning I step outdoors, the birds singing, the wind whispering, and distant honking of geese. I can always count on nature. 🙂
May 10, 2019 @ 10:05:47
I used to. I’m not finding it inviting anymore.