A dear friend and surogate mother passed away last night after a long battle with cancer and it's complications

April was such a kind person. She would talk to me and keep my mind off of all of my problems when I was growing up. She inspired a love of nature and birds in me at a young age. She was always watching over all of us kids at the Owens house and took very good care of us when we were there.

We were all instantly her family I hope that anyone who may read this can know this kind of relationship once in their life if not many more times. I'm thoroughly stricken by how many of my memories suddenly wash over me and I'm crying tears of joy for having known her

 Thank you for reading and I dedicate CorVas to her.

Anyone who knows the situation knows why.

Or maybe not.

It's always been all in my head anyway, and I feel more special about writing music because of it. But she was a person who calmed me and pulled me out of there. Into a reality that I could understand. I remember their piano was always there for me to play as a young boy of  little league age and I never felt nervous and I loved to play it and I think most of my best memories of playing are in that chair or looking into the back of someone elses head waiting for my turn to play Battletech on the computer.

As the years went on I still would fiddle with that piano every once in a while. I vow to sometime get through some of her books that she was always writing. We used to watch movies together and I could always keep my sleeping bag over and I never once got in trouble from her. Even when I was a broke-drunk she was able pull me out of my head and wasn't ever really too hard on me.

If anyone could wish for a truer friend I'm not sure that they would find it anywhere else. I'm going to miss her. But at the same time part of me always has (If you knew her vell you vould understand this too). And the distance is making this hard for me because she died in Seattle and I'm stuck here broke in San Diego trying to get by and I can't bear not being at her funeral. That's my family 

Always split this time I have my family here and my family there. What else is new.