Monday, June 25, 2012

Life Is Short...


Ninety-one years go by so fast…  Today, we celebrate the life of Grandma Bertha.  

Danielle, Grandma Bertha, Russell
In loving memory... we'll carry you with us everywhere.



EVERYWHERE

In my solitude 
I sometimes think of you 
Where I am lost, you’d know what to do 
When I can’t break free 
Gripped by uncertainty 
I go searching for some truth to comfort me 

Deep in the night 
When the answers come 
I can smile 
Feel the warmth of love rush through my soul 
And I know, I know 

**Chorus** 
I know that you’re here 
I feel you in the air 
You’re everywhere 
And when I close my eyes 
I can see so clear 
That you are always here 
You’re everywhere with me 

I’m filled with gratitude 
Though you never truly knew 
All you have done for me 
Now I thank you 
You have blessed me 
Incredibly 
Because of you, faith guides my destiny 

I pray that you never doubt 
What your life was all about 
You touched us so 
And I know 
I know 

**Chorus** 

You stand with your wings 
And all of these earthly things 
Slip away, into the deep (Off to sleep) 
The true you stays the same 
You remain 

**Chorus** 

With me 


I know 
You are here 
In the air 
Everywhere 
I close 
My eyes 
See so clear 
Always here 
Everywhere


from Nothing To Prove​.​.​. Something To Say, released 04 July 2010
Written by: Tanya Diona (BMI), Lawrence J. Diggs (ASCAP), and Russell Graham (ASCAP)


Russell, Grandma Bertha


Monday, June 18, 2012

Coming Out of the Blender...


Hi Everybody!  It’s so good to be back!  Whew – what a whirlwind I have been in…

Let’s see… we moved to L.A. with our two dogs, I became a vocal arranger for the number one show in America, worked as a vocal producer for the record company (one of the biggies) affiliated with the show, we lost both of our cars (one to a freak accident while it was parked overnight, one to a costly repair job that just wasn’t worth it), packed up our entire apartment in a day, said goodbye to all of the most wonderful people that we’ve worked and lived side by side with over the last four months who have become our family, shipped a pick-up truck full of boxes through FedEx, installed a trailer hitch on my new car and rented a trailer, hauled our butts back across the country in five days after twice having to stop for antibiotics because we both got sick, arrived back in New York in time for Russell’s rehearsal for the Apollo Theater’s Spring Benefit Gala, unpacked and returned the trailer, and went to the vet for the dog’s heartworm medication.

On the way to L.A.

Sadie and Bentley outside our apartment door in L.A.

Me and Russ at the studio

With Ray Chew of "Ray Chew Live"

With Napoleon and Tabitha of "Nappytabs"

With some of our favorite studio guys... Pete, Jose and Phil

Bye to our lovely little courtyard... and little doggie friends...

"Bye for now" to our GREAT neighbors... Robert and Dan

Sadie and Bentley trying to drive us home


Can I take a nap now?

:)

It was a strange sensation coming home.  After being gone so long, and working so hard in what felt like another life, home felt almost like a stranger.  I just stood and looked around the house, taking it all in for a few minutes thinking, “I remember this place.”  Maybe it’s time to move from here – our other place near Buffalo feels so much more like home for me.  Well, that’s another story.

Thank you for understanding my absence for a little while.  This sure is a crazy life.  There are times when I wish for a steady, predictable, safe and comfortable lifestyle where I can just rock on the front porch, drink lemonade and read a book.  Maybe I could go to the farm stand and buy some corn to cook up for dinner… Maybe I’ll hitch up the trailer and take that old snowblower in to Monte’s Small Engine Repair to get it all tuned up and purring like a kitten. 

In short, I can hardly wait to get “home” home again.  I’m watching “American Pickers” on the History Channel and dreaming of the “sometime soon” when I can get back to my Western New York, small town roots.


At "Panama Rocks" last year


Xoxo

Much Love,
T