I’m going to see this guy in an hour. Who is he? His name is Randall and he is my mentor.
I wrote about him in chapter two of my first cancer book, recounting how within weeks of receiving my dismal diagnosis, I had wanted to hang on to hope by investing in a $600 notation software program that he had:
“Yeah, you need to get it so that our computers can talk to each other, Marie.”
“So, if this composition…was something we could use in church, I could email it to you, and both versions would be compatible.”
“Yep.”
Oh, life was looking up.
[From Cancer Is A Funny Thing: A Humorous Look at the Bright Side of Cancer…And There Is One” pg. 21]
Boy howdy, what hope does for a person. Of course, God had a little something to do with it as well. Guess He wasn’t done with me yet.
Here it is, almost 13 years later. I’m not dead from cancer. Instead, I’m going to meet Randall so that he can show me how to properly enter my cello section into Finale, so I can complete song #7.
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