In the quiet days of quarantine, I had many opportunities to meditate on my life choices and personal behavior. I used the time for reflection on changes I wanted to see in myself and the world around me. So I considered the woman I’d like to become. Am I kind? Thoughtful? Am I a good friend? My rumination brought to mind the women I admire most. Closest to my heart, my grandmother, Lucina Moxley was my teacher and mentor in music and in life. A patron of the arts and music, she was a leader and benefactor, giving much more than she took from life. At the remarkable age of 101, she passed away on her own terms at the start of 2020 quarantine. Link to more on Blackbird Writers’ website.

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