I am a singer. My father once old me that when I was born, I not so much as cried as uttered something more melodic. Loudly and with attitude! Probably not true, but it does makes a sweet story. I cannot recall a time in my life when I was not singing & performing, with the exception of a few years when I put my voice up on a shelf so that I might focus my creativity on motherhood.
Musical Milliner describes the many hats I continue to wear as I stumble ever forward into the light !
When I gave up my singing career, I lost an important part of my identity, my feelings of self worth, my independence, and my self-confidence. This blog is part therapy, and partly a means to re-claim my authentic self.