Today I took my most precious Guitar into the shop to be a simple tune up.
I’ve been waiting on that for quite a long time, since the start of Covid. This Guitar has been in my life for close to oh my gosh before I worked at my school. It was a gift, from the late 70’s
From the first woman I actually was with. It’s made of rose wood. I’ve always played that one at my home and at school. Well she was neglected. Kinda put away
Since the break up with S.
I took her to Sam Ash guitar store today. The Tech a musician. A very Zen no BS vibe. Had told me he had gotten my calls, a few months ago and apologized for not getting back to me.
He looked at my Guitar, he was like OMG. It’s rosewood
One of the best, made. In the late 70’s No worries Maria we are going to dress her up. He mentioned that he felt so much music that has come from her. And that’s true indeed.?
He helped me pick out the most Beautiful Butterfly tuning keys, etc.
I got back here I thought about the whole experience
As scared as I was, I did it
It was a beautiful blessing indeed. I have to thank you as well, for our meeting as we did, all of the work with the writing, and the tribe.
And you accepting me as your friend. Pushing forward to healing and being brave, Authentic with grace. ❤️
Looking forward to more