I cannot take all the credit for my changes in life. There is always that one person that seems to make an impact on your life...I will share three important people in my life and give you a song that describes each one. An important person that is in my life right now, is my husband. There are times when we get along and there are times when we don’t and we get annoyed with each other, but what is important is that we compromise and work things out. Marriage these days are not exactly stable, or the “in thing” in our society. I guess, some people find it easier to give up and to move on, always looking for “the greener grass on the other side.” No one is perfect and it is said, our imperfections are what attracts us to the ones we love. I chose the song “If You Fall” by JJ Heller.” It describes how, no matter what happens, as a couple, you will go through things and going through them together makes you stronger. I especially like the lyrics, “ I planted seeds down in the ground, not every one is growing, When I am tempted to give up, I choose love, and If you fall, I fall with you, If you hurt I feel it too…” Even though I had found happiness in my newly found marriage, I still longed for the years that have passed by and all the things I had missed out on. The song “From Where You Are” by Lifehouse, represents the time that I lost with my children during the divorce...The words in the song lyrics, “ I miss the years that were erased, I miss the way the sunshine would light up your face, I miss all the little things, I never thought that they’d mean everything to me, Yeah I miss you and I wish you were here,” I could not always be there anymore to do the motherly things I wanted to do...Speaking of family, my cousin Lisa is a funny, loving and caring person. She is always willing to help others in need but sometimes forgets that others are there to help her as well. She sometimes needs the reassurance that she is loved. This song reminds me of her and how she sees herself. The song is, “ Remind Me Who I Am” by Jason Gray. The lyrics that would best describe her from the song would be, “ In the mirror all I see, Is who I don’t want to be, Remind me who I am, In the loneliest Places, Remind me what grace is… tell me lest I forget, who I am to you,”...I guess we all need to be reminded about whom we are to someone and Lisa was no exception...I posted this song for her to remind her. Jason Gray grew up with problems stuttering and had a difficult time socially. He used music as a way to overcome his speech impediment. I see a lot of videos of Lisa singing and trying to be funny and I can see she uses music also to overcome her insecurities...I realized that music has become a way to heal a person, make them feel important or even alive again. Music is so important and I think about how lucky I was, to be able to learn about music when I was younger in school, in church and at home. I think about how sad it makes me feel, every time I hear on the news how schools are cutting budgets and getting rid of music and arts. I often think that they don’t realize the kind of impact this could have on a child’s life. How many kids would be saved by the harms of bullying if they had an outlet like music. It could save them the way it saved me. Writing this paper also reminded me that I had passed down my love of music to my children and I am so glad that music is part of their everyday life too. © Debbie Norris
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Just a little something I wrote for my college paper. I left a few things out but decided to share a few paragraphs.
As a child, I grew up in poverty stricken home.Fortunately for me, I always had music. I had found music as a way to express myself. I remember the 8track tapes sitting in the middle console of the car with the names of Loretta Lynn, The Judd’s and Freddie Fender on them. During my teen years I was introduced to rock’n’roll records and cassette tapes. I remember listening to Aerosmith, Duran Duran, U2 and the Talking Heads. I also remember a lot of break-up songs as a teen and every time a heart was broken, there was a song to sing about it. As an adult I absolutely love music and cannot imagine going a day without it. I take my iPod with me everywhere I go so that I can listen to my favorite songs, whether I am in the car, working out, or sleeping. Music is played all day, every day, in my life.....Loss was a big part of my life growing up and even though I have heard people say, “You can’t miss what you never had”, I still felt cheated out of things in life and wanted more than anything to know what it was like to have security. It was not money or material things that concerned me, but rather family and a home with unconditional love. I use to always listen to the song “Grandpa,(tell me about the good ole days) by the Judds...I could relate to the song because it talked about the values of tradition, family and ethical morals. It was what I had always wanted growing up and I think this song has helped me develop a sense of moral values and traditions.I had envisioned what it would be like, sitting on my grandpa’s lap while he told me stories about when he was younger and how families stayed together and protected each other. I wanted to hear about “ the good ole days.” My parents were divorced when I was one years old and my grandfather died when I was two. I never really got to know my real father until I was 29 and he passed away shortly after from cirrhosis of the liver...My husband and I, had four children during our time together. Fifteen years later, I was left alone with my children, going through a bitter divorce...It took many years to get over my divorce but sometimes the scars are still painful... I had lost everything I had worked for, my family, my home and my security. I had to rebuild my life all over again. I remember hearing a song from Lifehouse called “Broken”. The lyrics said pretty much what I was feeling during this period of my life, Especially the lines “ I am hangin’ on another day, Just to see what you throw my way and I’m hangin on to the words you say, you said that I will be OK,” ...I am happily remarried now and my kids are older. The relationships are mending and my life has changed for the better. I am back in college and I am building my own security and happiness...It seemed as though I became a new person, the person I had always wanted to be in life. I celebrate life rather than mourn for it. I have found a new taste in music that describes my appreciation of life and the obstacles that I have overcome. Christian folk singer, JJ Heller, Mercy Me and Matt Maher are among the many that I love to listen too. One song in particular that I listen to when I am feeling like giving up is a song by Mercy Me called, “Move”. The video to this song is just awesome! The song is fun and happy, and reminds me that things get tough, but that’s life and you just have to keep moving to the beat. I especially love the lyrics, “ I just might bend but I won’t break as long as I can see your face…no matter what life brings, gotta move, gotta move, to a different beat,” This song is an upbeat song that makes you want to dance, and having “100 beats per minute,” no wonder I find myself tapping my fingers and feet or bobbing my head every time I hear it!..© Debbie Norris
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This is a poem that I had written back in the day... in the 90's under my previous name D.S.Kelley or D.S.K.
A tear has fallen from my face, it touched the ground, soon many tears will follow and in my sorrow I will drown, I river I have cried so many times before, I feel I might be drowning yet, I cry for help once more, there is no one that can hear me now, there is no one I can reach, the sadness in my heart has made me very weak, I reach out my hand, holding onto fear, there is nothing left for me, accept another tear.© DSK, ©DSKelley
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I had written a story about a childhood friend who had committed suicide at the young age of 12. I wrote this short story over ten years ago and recently submitted it in a short story contest with the insistence of a friend. I won first prize. I will share a little bit of the contents but not the full version, below (names and dates have been changed for personal reasons):
I woke up this morning with a migraine and decided to drink a cup of coffee while contemplating over what bits and pieces I could remember about my dream.... There it was a name that I have not heard, or seen, in over 20 years. It was the boy from my childhood...It was another warm summer day in 1978. I was outside on the front porch sitting in the sun and sipping on a cold glass of iced tea, and then suddenly, I hear a sound I have not heard before. I was startled by the large popping sound....I stared at that picture of Tommy for a really long time, thinking about how alone he felt while he was alive and yet, surrounded by thousands after he had passed. I thought about how life went on, leaving Tommy behind... I will never forget his quirky smile and how he stared at me with those big brown eyes. Those are the memories I hold. That little glimpse of happiness will forever be etched into my memory.© DSN
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Random thoughts and confessions by me: Okay here it goes... I am a nerd, I play wow (if you do not know what that means then... never mind, please disregard last comment :D) I am procrastinating on writing my film paper (not surprising) anyway, I have been so stressed out about it and last night I dreamed my film professor was one of the bosses in a raid and I was gathering a raid team to defeat him.... — watching Imitation of Life.
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Yikes! I have a couple of huge binders and books in my lap, on my desk etc. I just got my rhythm going for writing my film analysis paper when... I black spider comes running across my binder in my hand. I yelled out a blood curdling scream, my husband (who was in the other room playing grand theft auto 5) comes running into the computer room as I am throwing my binders and books across the room! Husband: OMG What is wrong with you!?! Me: A gigantic spider is chasing me!!! Husband: Are you kidding me? Me: I might have overreacted... a little bit. — feeling special.
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She is the girl no one wants to be, her heart has been broken along with her dreams, She stands all alone, no tears in her eyes, she is trapped by the circumstances of life...
I watched, as she walked by...she said don't' try to save me, the darkness has hold of what use to be me, I use to be strong but now I am weak, I use to be happy and I use to be free, but the betrayal, the pain, and the loss of my dignity... this is all that remains of me... Oh can't you see... I am broken down, not free to be me... ~
© DSN
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Song Autobiography Cont...
I cannot take all the credit for my changes in life. There is always that one person that seems to make an impact on your life...I will share three important people in my life and give you a song that describes each one. An important person that is in my life right now, is my husband. There are times when we get along and there are times when we don’t and we get annoyed with each other, but what is important is that we compromise and work things out. Marriage these days are not exactly stable, or the “in thing” in our society. I guess, some people find it easier to give up and to move on, always looking for “the greener grass on the other side.” No one is perfect and it is said, our imperfections are what attracts us to the ones we love. I chose the song “If You Fall” by JJ Heller.” It describes how, no matter what happens, as a couple, you will go through things and going through them together makes you stronger. I especially like the lyrics, “ I planted seeds down in the ground, not every one is growing, When I am tempted to give up, I choose love, and If you fall, I fall with you, If you hurt I feel it too…” Even though I had found happiness in my newly found marriage, I still longed for the years that have passed by and all the things I had missed out on. The song “From Where You Are” by Lifehouse, represents the time that I lost with my children during the divorce...The words in the song lyrics, “ I miss the years that were erased, I miss the way the sunshine would light up your face, I miss all the little things, I never thought that they’d mean everything to me, Yeah I miss you and I wish you were here,” I could not always be there anymore to do the motherly things I wanted to do...Speaking of family, my cousin Lisa is a funny, loving and caring person. She is always willing to help others in need but sometimes forgets that others are there to help her as well. She sometimes needs the reassurance that she is loved. This song reminds me of her and how she sees herself. The song is, “ Remind Me Who I Am” by Jason Gray. The lyrics that would best describe her from the song would be, “ In the mirror all I see, Is who I don’t want to be, Remind me who I am, In the loneliest Places, Remind me what grace is… tell me lest I forget, who I am to you,”...I guess we all need to be reminded about whom we are to someone and Lisa was no exception...I posted this song for her to remind her. Jason Gray grew up with problems stuttering and had a difficult time socially. He used music as a way to overcome his speech impediment. I see a lot of videos of Lisa singing and trying to be funny and I can see she uses music also to overcome her insecurities...I realized that music has become a way to heal a person, make them feel important or even alive again. Music is so important and I think about how lucky I was, to be able to learn about music when I was younger in school, in church and at home. I think about how sad it makes me feel, every time I hear on the news how schools are cutting budgets and getting rid of music and arts. I often think that they don’t realize the kind of impact this could have on a child’s life. How many kids would be saved by the harms of bullying if they had an outlet like music. It could save them the way it saved me. Writing this paper also reminded me that I had passed down my love of music to my children and I am so glad that music is part of their everyday life too. © Debbie Norris
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Song Autobiography
Just a little something I wrote for my college paper. I left a few things out but decided to share a few paragraphs. As a child, I grew up in poverty stricken home.Fortunately for me, I always had music. I had found music as a way to express myself. I remember the 8track tapes sitting in the middle console of the car with the names of Loretta Lynn, The Judd’s and Freddie Fender on them. During my teen years I was introduced to rock’n’roll records and cassette tapes. I remember listening to Aerosmith, Duran Duran, U2 and the Talking Heads. I also remember a lot of break-up songs as a teen and every time a heart was broken, there was a song to sing about it. As an adult I absolutely love music and cannot imagine going a day without it. I take my iPod with me everywhere I go so that I can listen to my favorite songs, whether I am in the car, working out, or sleeping. Music is played all day, every day, in my life.....Loss was a big part of my life growing up and even though I have heard people say, “You can’t miss what you never had”, I still felt cheated out of things in life and wanted more than anything to know what it was like to have security. It was not money or material things that concerned me, but rather family and a home with unconditional love. I use to always listen to the song “Grandpa,(tell me about the good ole days) by the Judds...I could relate to the song because it talked about the values of tradition, family and ethical morals. It was what I had always wanted growing up and I think this song has helped me develop a sense of moral values and traditions.I had envisioned what it would be like, sitting on my grandpa’s lap while he told me stories about when he was younger and how families stayed together and protected each other. I wanted to hear about “ the good ole days.” My parents were divorced when I was one years old and my grandfather died when I was two. I never really got to know my real father until I was 29 and he passed away shortly after from cirrhosis of the liver...My husband and I, had four children during our time together. Fifteen years later, I was left alone with my children, going through a bitter divorce...It took many years to get over my divorce but sometimes the scars are still painful... I had lost everything I had worked for, my family, my home and my security. I had to rebuild my life all over again. I remember hearing a song from Lifehouse called “Broken”. The lyrics said pretty much what I was feeling during this period of my life, Especially the lines “ I am hangin’ on another day, Just to see what you throw my way and I’m hangin on to the words you say, you said that I will be OK,” ...I am happily remarried now and my kids are older. The relationships are mending and my life has changed for the better. I am back in college and I am building my own security and happiness...It seemed as though I became a new person, the person I had always wanted to be in life. I celebrate life rather than mourn for it. I have found a new taste in music that describes my appreciation of life and the obstacles that I have overcome. Christian folk singer, JJ Heller, Mercy Me and Matt Maher are among the many that I love to listen too. One song in particular that I listen to when I am feeling like giving up is a song by Mercy Me called, “Move”. The video to this song is just awesome! The song is fun and happy, and reminds me that things get tough, but that’s life and you just have to keep moving to the beat. I especially love the lyrics, “ I just might bend but I won’t break as long as I can see your face…no matter what life brings, gotta move, gotta move, to a different beat,” This song is an upbeat song that makes you want to dance, and having “100 beats per minute,” no wonder I find myself tapping my fingers and feet or bobbing my head every time I hear it!..© Debbie Norris
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Tear Drop
This is a poem that I had written back in the day... in the 90's under my previous name D.S.Kelley or D.S.K.
A tear has fallen from my face, it touched the ground, soon many tears will follow and in my sorrow I will drown, I river I have cried so many times before, I feel I might be drowning yet, I cry for help once more, there is no one that can hear me now, there is no one I can reach, the sadness in my heart has made me very weak, I reach out my hand, holding onto fear, there is nothing left for me, accept another tear.© DSK, ©DSKelley
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The Boy Next Door
I had written a story about a childhood friend who had committed suicide at the young age of 12. I wrote this short story over ten years ago and recently submitted it in a short story contest with the insistence of a friend. I won first prize. I will share a little bit of the contents but not the full version, below (names and dates have been changed for personal reasons):
I woke up this morning with a migraine and decided to drink a cup of coffee while contemplating over what bits and pieces I could remember about my dream.... There it was a name that I have not heard, or seen, in over 20 years. It was the boy from my childhood...It was another warm summer day in 1978. I was outside on the front porch sitting in the sun and sipping on a cold glass of iced tea, and then suddenly, I hear a sound I have not heard before. I was startled by the large popping sound....I stared at that picture of Tommy for a really long time, thinking about how alone he felt while he was alive and yet, surrounded by thousands after he had passed. I thought about how life went on, leaving Tommy behind... I will never forget his quirky smile and how he stared at me with those big brown eyes. Those are the memories I hold. That little glimpse of happiness will forever be etched into my memory.© DSN
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Nerdy Confessions :)
Random thoughts and confessions by me: Okay here it goes... I am a nerd, I play wow (if you do not know what that means then... never mind, please disregard last comment :D) I am procrastinating on writing my film paper (not surprising) anyway, I have been so stressed out about it and last night I dreamed my film professor was one of the bosses in a raid and I was gathering a raid team to defeat him.... — watching Imitation of Life.
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Books, Binders and Spiders, Oh MY!
Yikes! I have a couple of huge binders and books in my lap, on my desk etc. I just got my rhythm going for writing my film analysis paper when... I black spider comes running across my binder in my hand. I yelled out a blood curdling scream, my husband (who was in the other room playing grand theft auto 5) comes running into the computer room as I am throwing my binders and books across the room! Husband: OMG What is wrong with you!?! Me: A gigantic spider is chasing me!!! Husband: Are you kidding me? Me: I might have overreacted... a little bit. — feeling special.
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Random thoughts and writings
She is the girl no one wants to be, her heart has been broken along with her dreams, She stands all alone, no tears in her eyes, she is trapped by the circumstances of life... I watched, as she walked by...she said don't' try to save me, the darkness has hold of what use to be me, I use to be strong but now I am weak, I use to be happy and I use to be free, but the betrayal, the pain, and the loss of my dignity... this is all that remains of me... Oh can't you see... I am broken down, not free to be me... ~ © DSN
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