Dear LeAnn and Dean, (9)(VA)
The walker is another hint for you. 7/17 M&G. I am so proud of you and the new house.
LeAnn, my apologixies to you for falling during the M&G and steppi..ng all over you. How embarassing, I walked away in tears with my brother. I sat on the ground apologizing to you and you and Steve were so sweet. I said I'm so sorry" and you said "it's ok," referring to your feet.
I hope to see you in Oct. Untill then get well and stay well. May be than we could really have a chance to talk other then the 5 seconds I get anytime you are in VA.
I hope you truly do get to read this, it would mean more than words could explain.
I love you LeAnn.
K.... from VA

Leann, thank you for this!...I have started my own collection of songs that uplift me and pull me out of depression.I moved out about a year and a half ago.With the help of my father and my new-step mother, I have overcome much. I always thought I never belonged with my mother's side of her family, and felt less loved. I've learned much of the truth within the past year and a half and have been in the darkest depths of depression. I'm still struggling to forgive my mother for all the hurt she has caused me and I hope that this will help further that endeavor. I have those days when I want to give it all up and disapear, but then I hear a song and think again. Thank you so much for this!

It startd when you made your debut at indian ranch in webster ma. My daughter was too young to know you, but she loved your music. I would play it all the time. You autographed a cd for us. Someone stole it out of our car. I bought a new one and i would love to get it autographed. I had my mother with me at that time. She just loved your voice. Needless to say, My little 6 month daughter was held buy the opening acts, including steve azar and great plains. When it came to you, the security guard would not allow it. You stepped in and held her. I have 2 fantastic pictures that I would love to show you and maybe even autograph for her. My e-mail is [email protected]. My name is Brenda.

When I was around ten I was sexually assaulted by my older brother. I never told anyone what my brother had done until about 4 years ago when he tried to kill me. My family has a way of avoiding crisis when it happens and rather than help me, my little brother hid in the bathroom and my mom just kept folding the laundry as if somehow that would make it all go away. I was lying hysterical in a fetal position on the kitchen floor. I was begging my mom to help me for I feared for my life, yet she said he would never hurt me??? I told her what he had done to me many years ago and her answer was that it was my fault since I never said anything at the time. I can't change her or him,just myself.

In April of 2006 my life crumbled.I was at work,hung over and a co-worker offered me something to make me feel better. That was the end of one life and the beginning of another. She had given me meth, and my body not being used to drugs, made me suffer from a wet stroke. I was 45 and my life had been good. After being given a 20% chance to make it through the night, I pleaded with the lord to give me another chance. My last rights were given to me by a priest and I begged to see my little blue eyed boy 6 yrs at the time of my stroke one more time so I could kiss him goodbye. I'm here to tell my story today thanks to our lord. I've learned to accept what I cannot change my errors in life.