Jeanne Fry Art

I love those moments when a certain trigger can call up a "feel good" memory from the past...those moments that make you feel safe, loved, and protected unconditionally. Sometimes it's a scent, a color, or even a song. The song "Blackbird" is one of those triggers for me. I was surrounded by music when I was a little girl. My father was a musician, so there was always music playing in the house or he was playing guitar and singing. I remember countless times that he would play Blackbird for me. He would sit on the edge of the couch or in a chair with his guitar and softly sing to me, many times when I was ill or after my surgery.  It encouraged me with the phrase "take your broken wing and learn to fly"...It was comparably like learning to ride a bike. You are scared at whether you will be able to do it, but you know that your dad is hanging on and guiding you...that everything is going to be alright. Still to this day whenever I hear the son...