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The Dress Fit!

   © Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2021 The Dress Fit!  by Laurie Pace   Shop Available Artwork.   Sign up for my quarterly newsletter and painting sales. “Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent”  Victor Hugo Leaning on God and dreaming about my Wedding Dress. Lately… at least for the past 15 months, we have been leaning into God , reminding each other if we begin to slip or slide.  Abiding with him and waiting as he works. We have given up trying to control things in our lives. We simply cannot. As our 30th wedding anniversary passed by in late May, we were not able to do what we wanted with a small recommitment ceremony at the church where I grew up and where we were married. Other things were happening so the day passed. Again we were leaning into God. Sunday Morning, the UNEXPECTED happened.  As I tumbled out of bed, I showered and washed my hair. Coming out of the shower I discovered

Music... it flows through my body like breathing, eating and sleeping!

   © Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2021 MUSIC! Shop Available Artwork.   Sign up for my quarterly newsletter and painting sales. “They say a person needs just three things to be truly happy in this world: someone to love, something to do, and something to hope for.” Tom Bodett I spent the afternoon getting reacquainted with my guitar.  Not sure if I have played at all since this photo was taken in early December.  Up until 5 years ago, I played my guitar continually, singing and playing and learning still.  I started playing in 9th grade at age 13. My parents purchased an Alvarez Classical Guitar from a shop up in Sherman, Texas where my older brother was attending Austin College. I still have that guitar close by. It shared many a bus trip and plane trip over the years, as well as the rule with my children (teasingly) that if we had a fire, the oldest was to grab my guitar, the middle was to grab the family Bible and I would grab the youngest, the baby