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My obvious inspiration for the wonderful gift of music goes of course, to Kea my beautiful kitty who passed away in 1992.  And further, my brother Peter who like me, was adopted and heard the music from my heart the way it was intended.  His gift was encouraging me to share her song with others.

But in fact, the greatest gratitude I have is to something most people would never suspect.

In 1969 I began seriously drinking and doing street drugs.  By the time I was 15, I had a very severe drinking problem that was spiraling out of control, especially after my father, who I adored, passed away suddenly.

I remember attending a 12-step meeting as a teen and feeling completely out of place.  I knew it was affecting my life, but having made many attempts to quit and failing, I completely gave up.

By 19, my doctor told me that I had less than a year to live if I kept on drinking.  Not even that diagnosis could make me stop!  My husband was very supportive, but didn't know how to help me either.

Around this time I was experiencing blackouts (having little or no memory of my actions while drunk) for up to two weeks at a time. 

Then in 1975, at age 20 I remember (barely) being so badly intoxicated that I couldn't attend the very first Thanksgiving dinner with my family and new in-laws. 

Five days later on the last day of November I knew instinctively I had come to the end of my rope. I was dying, but still couldn't stop drinking. 

So I asked for help.

And that was the first step in my recovery from a fatal disease called Alcoholism.  Although it's been 32 years (2007) since that day, I will never forget the horror of the experiences and weeks that followed that decision.

I consider myself very lucky, for many hundreds of thousands of people never recover, facing prison, insanity and death once the disease takes hold. 

My higher power obviously needed me here on earth to pass on some of the joy and music the I was given.  I am so grateful to be alive today, and hope this story gives you some inspiration as well.