Hey My Friday Follies Friends,
I hope you’re all doing great and loving life – healthy and happy and all that good stuff.
Someone asked me recently to explain what I meant when I said, “The dream decides when to come true.”
Yes, well, I think that was true in my case. It seems like I was born with my dream to become a singer. I just wanted to sing. I didn’t know what all that meant. I was bashful. Had no experience except singing in my little Baptist church. I was a heavy smoker. Often, I would say to myself, “You need to quit smoking. This is stupid. You’ll destroy your voice and your health. Stop!” Well, I tried. I would throw them out and pick them back up. And one day when I had lost almost all my respect for myself for being in bondage to them, I quit. And I knew I had quit. I couldn’t stand the ritual of quitting and starting again. I had asked Stan to teach me to play guitar and had been writing my own songs for a while by then. I got a little experience by singing in a few clubs in California, so I was preparing in every way that seemed important to me, and guess what? When I quit smoking, I wrote the song that made my dream come true. So that’s what I meant when I said the dream decides. In other words, I think the fact that I had made a sacrifice – I believe I was actually addicted to cigarettes and gave them up. It was the hardest thing I ever did. I quit smoking. I started writing songs, so the dream knew I was serious, and it honored me by coming true. I wouldn’t say that sacrifice is always required. I just think it was for me. I was blessed by having a wonderful husband to guide me and work with me. I’ve said before “There wouldn’t be a Donna Fargo without Stan Silver.”
I’d love to read your story about how your dream came true if you want to share it. That would be cool.
Well, to change subjects, we’re working on several projects, but everything seems to take longer than you think. We’ll let you know as soon as they’re finished.
Love,
Donna
