When I was nine years old, a used piano was unexpectedly delivered to our house.  Little did I know how important that piano would become in my life.  Hours that were once spent outside playing with my friends, were now spent at the piano.  I was enamoured with everything about the piano and literally could not pull myself away from it.  After discovering piano music in the bench, I was determined to learn how to read the music and actually play the music.  I’m fairly certain my neighbor got tired of listening to my obnoxious plunking of keys, and offered to teach me the basics.  She might not have been an “official” piano teacher, however in my opinion, she was an “extraordinary” piano teacher.  I not only received piano lessons, I received unconditional love, encouragement and unlimited attention every time I walked into her home.  Chocolate chip cookies often appeared at the end of my lesson and only made that special time even more precious.  I am absolutely certain that Mrs. Brocke instilled my life long passion with the piano. To this day I am still  experiencing the blessings of her love and encouragement every time I touch the keys.

Twenty years later, my spinet piano was replaced with a concert grand piano that had the most beautiful touch and magnificent sound. I believe it was the catalyst in producing my three CD’s.  With the prodding of my husband and the gift of a recording session, it took three years for me to get up the nerve to venture into a recording studio.  I honestly didn’t think anyone but my family and close friends would be interested in hearing my recorded music. However, what truly led me to record, was my oldest son’s concern that his song might be lost if something happened to me. That is when I realized I was being given an incredible opportunity to share a gift that God had given me.  Maybe others would experience the blessings of healing and hope that I found to fill me when I was creating and playing my music.   And sharing the inspirations behind each composition was another way to bless, celebrate and cherish all those who had inspired me.  

For most of my life, I truly did not know how my music came to be. What I struggled to put into words, was somehow easily expressed in my music. However when asked how I put the particular notes together to form a melody, I could not explain how that happened.  When my emotions were running high, I found immense relief in the forceful playing of the keys.  At other times, I experienced an almost euphoria of sorts when celebrating a joyous occasion.  It took much of my life to discover that I was never alone in the process.  God was right beside me and within me in a sacred place creating music that was not only intended for my healing but for others in their healing process.  

 My three CD’s are literally a chronological compilation of my adult life, beginning with the adoption of our oldest son to the present day pandemic.  I have never written any of my music down, as it comes straight from my heart, often in the heat of the moment.  Whether mourning the loss of someone or celebrating a joyous occasion, a melody is birthed and, thanks to technology, can now be recorded instantaneously in my home.  It has become harder and harder for me to remember how to play many of my earlier compositions.  However, when I listen to them, I am taken back to that time and place in my life, and reminded of each experience and each blessing that has written my story and created me to be the person I am today.