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Yesterday marked a year since my mother called me and said in a very worrying voice "Did you mean what you said, when you said you'd come visit me if I needed you?" I said "Of course I meant it." And within an hour, I was driving to see her. This was also a few days after my dog Pepper was rehomed (a sad ordeal all its own, but thankfully, it was for the best and I thank my friend Jaco for taking her in). Due to rehoming the dog, I had much greater flexibility. I left my wife and kids (one who was crying because I was leaving) and went to see her. When I got there - she had the most dejected look on her face I had ever seen. She started bawling. I knew things were not good (even though I had talked on the phone with her every day for the last 6 months). I told her we'd get through this. That she'd be ok. But... she was not. There are things that I recall that I can't talk about, but those are treasures and nightmares for my own mind. The next day (a year ago today), I was with her, trying to figure out our next steps. She could barely move, was very sick (from medications), and couldn't eat much. Near the afternoon I heard crackling in her voice. I knew it meant we had to go to the ER, there was fluid in her lungs. At the hospital, we talked for a little while, but we agreed that there was nothing more I could do, and she just wanted to rest, so I went back to my family. But it was the last time I would see my mom as herself. The next time, two days later, after she began rejecting her medications, she was barely with us. I brought my kids to see her - but her level of consciousness was fleeting, she was so tired... I started a Fundraiser for Lupus Foundation of America in her honor. Lupus is what started the devastating downward spiral throughout her life. Although she lived with it for years, it was a constant source of pain and anguish. I honestly don't know how she made it through with such happiness all the time (happiness that we could see, at least). I hope you will consider donating! About this track: I wrote this track a week ago for a show I was performing. I wrote this and two other tracks within a week of the show. I always like to have new music, but I hadn't written anything in months so I had no idea what to write. I even had started to forget how to use my Spectralis, which is not a great sign. I had just been busy with so many other things. But I got back into it. This is my favorite track of the three that I wrote. It reminded me of something, that when I'm in a musical rut, to just keep writing, even writing the junk, because eventually you hit something you love. Radikal Technologies Spectralis 2: Drums, cello, piano, bass, lead Access Virus TI: Pads, drum processing VSTs: Eventide Blackhole Recorded 12/11/2024