I enjoy the screaming of what I call singing of my own voice to my favorite songs. I then enjoy recording myself each time I sing more like scream to currently Adele’s music. I then send it to my best friends who say its horrifying and it cracks me up because I do it every single time even if I’m in public, I have no shame. Some days I blast Lee Brice perhaps I cry, or I smile, or I just reminisce in the words. I like the quiet voices like Daughter, I like the loud such as Pink or Ryan Tedder, and I also love my country. Each of these artists has touched my soul in ways no one could ever understand. If you listen to the song This Gift by Glen Hansard what are your immediate thoughts? The day I heard that song I cried because it touched a spot in my heart that was tender. That tenderness was my hero fighting for cancer, she was my gift and I know that she as a gift to my life will never leave. My hero passed at only 30 but she fought pretty fucking hard, she loved Pink and I wish I had known because I had seen Pink. My dear beautiful hero also saw pink as inspiring, fun, lovable, and one where she just gave hope through her voice, music, and smile. Not everyone in my life understands the strings of my heart and how they play and to what beat I am moving to. If one were to look at my playlist I named “The Fighter” they would find This Gift, The Fighter with Ryan Tedder, Let Her Go, Hello world, Fight Song, Let me down easy, and most importantly Pink. Those artists are the ones that are in that very special playlist, when I need hope, or I have a question, or if I want to mourn, I calm down, breathe, and play that music dancing, singing, crying, and smiling. At the end of this all I was to say FUCK LEUKEMIA. That’s what I want to say, I want to figure out how to make a cure, I want raise millions, I want to give the beautiful loved ones we all have that are fighting leukemia to know they have power, that they are fighting and that we are fighting. Those artists and songs are what inspires me to keep going, to keep fighting for not only myself but the children I want to work with once I get my masters then PHD in psychology. I’m going to be a therapist that works on the pediatric oncology unit, I’m going to be there and only my heart knows why. And they why is powerful and important, and I’m not saying I maybe will be, or I hope to be, I am saying I will be. I will fight for myself because I believe that I am aloud to, I am aloud to believe in myself so much so that I will NEVER give up on future career. The passion inside is strong, strong enough to see my world in colors and not so dull. My passion will never go. My love will never go. My hope will never go. Because I will keep fighting to the music my heart plays.