Things happen for a reason. I used to belive in irony and coincidence, but after being dioganosed with Grade 3 astrocytoma, brian cancer, at 39 changed my perspective. I needed to find outlets and catharsis to alleviate the stess and fear that nuilt up, and focus on living in the mometn and appreicating the now. I started to write, share, and connect to find peace and inspiration.
While walking through my basement, after having a full craniotomy, I encountered an old freind I hadn't seein almsot 20 years. This is how the guitar helped me on my journey.
Who can help find an outlet today to inspire through difficult times?