It’s finally set in. We generally have mild winters here in Phoenix, but a cold front has settled over the region for the past week. I love this time of year, but the cold weather and Fibromyalgia flare-ups definitely go hand in hand. Last night was the first night in a long time where the pain woke me up, several times. It’s as if the cold of the day accumulates in the body and waits to seep into your bones while you sleep. Stabbing pains in my hands, and painful hips were on tap for last night’s attempt at visiting dream land.
However, I am still determined to take up learning to play the guitar here shortly! I have recently found my biological father, and discovered that I come from a long line of singer/songwriters. I will share more on that as I get pictures and videos from my newly found Aunt Brenda. In the meantime, here is a favorite tune of mine apropos to the theme of this post~