It’s Amazing Grace

Tonight was the start of my piano class at RCC Riverside campus. It was fun! The teacher was not as funny as my guitar teacher. She seemed very dainty…if that makes any sense. Still, she was nice. I am excited about learning how to read music and play piano again.

So, I purposely made an effort to be nice and socialize a little with people in my guitar and piano classes. I had a horrible experience a couple of days ago at my school sites district meeting. I wasn’t very cooperative with interacting with others in a group. I wanted to be alone because I thought I would not be accepted or liked. I wish I could take it back, but I can’t. I will just learn from it and try to do better next time.

I am trying to learn how to socialize more. It’s hard for me. And I know people don’t really understand my behavior or ways that much. Well, neither do I. But I am learning more about myself now than I ever have understood.

So, yesterday I started my guitar class at RCC. Actually, the class is held at the Fender Museum in Corona off of Main Street. It was awesome. My teacher, Robert Scarano, is a very funny man. As I was looking around the room I noticed many students had their new guitars bagged in new cases. Then I knew I was in trouble because I thought guitars were going to be provided for us. Well I went up to the teacher and told him I had a friends 12 string guitar. He looked at me with disgust and yelled, “12 string”! I knew he was being sarcastic but I don’t think he liked even the mention of a 12 string guitar.

Well, today I went on ebay and found standard guitars selling for $2.99. I begged Curtis to let me buy it. But then I saw that I could bid on the same item for .01 cent. And guess what! I won! I have a knew guitar coming with all kinds of accessories and the bag. I can’t believe I won the auction…I know it’s because no one else bidded. I’m on cloud nine right now awaiting my new guitar! Leah, Rob and Curtis laughed when I told them I purchased my guitar for .01 cent. The shipping/handling was $34, but that’s still a bargain…don’t you think?

Well , today I coached X-country in the morning like I always do. After that I didn’t do much. I am preparing for the guitar and piano classes I will be taking at RCC on Tuesday’s and Wednesday’s.

Later I was lying in bed listening to KSGN and I started thinking about the progress I’m making in relationships and how I truly want to be free. I was thinking these thoughts…

Give me something to sing about

Something to write about

And I’ll show you my heart’s desire.

What has always been inside will be revealed.

What was hidden will send a shout out to heaven.

Every good thing will pour out

Like a flood sweeping across dry land.

This is a poem I wrote to my counselor. I like her a lot.

The Soft Voice of Reason

Let me tell you about the soft voice of reason.At night when I can’t sleep because my thoughts are running rapid, I hear it.It comforts me and gives me hope. Even though it is faint, I hear it clearly.I feel as though I must hold on to it for dear life…my life.It is slowly helping me to see things more clearly…very slowly…but surely.When I become fearful or saddened by my thoughts, I hear it speak to me and I feel ok for awhile.The best part is I know where it comes from and I never want it to go away.I know it is without a doubt a gift from Jesus Christ. This soft voice of reason comes from

Bobbi

This is my 18 month old nephew. I think he is so cute. He is a lot more sociable than I am. I like to see him interact with his dad.

This is my first blog. I’m just checking to see if it works.