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Subject: Thank You for Saving My Life

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Tammy

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Date Posted: 20:28:25 05/31/09 Sun

:-) Dear Wilson Phillips,
I would have liked to make this private, but couldn't find anyway to do that. I would like to tell you a story. I used to believe in true everlasting love. That was until 1987 when my husband and I of 8 years split up. I could' afford to leave because I had 2 kids. I got into a situation where I allowed him to live out his fantasy to be with another man. Ya, well he left me for him. I tried to commit suicide. Obviously, I failed. I was going to college and working. But this guy moved into our home. When I tried to commit suicide, I took a bunch of flexeril, a muscle relaxer. When I was in the hospital, that he worked at, the psychiatrist asked me why I did it. I didn't want to die. I just wanted the pain to stop. He asked me if my ex would come up and see me. Remember, we lived in the same house. All three of us. They slept in the living room.

Anyway, As I was telling him "Yes, we don't hate each other. He'll be up when his shift is over." And then proceeded to watch him get in his car and leave as I was saying it.

I was coming home from college one night and I was crying. I wanted it to just stop. All the pain. It was excruciating. I have never felt that type of pain before. I've had 3 miscarriages. I was sexually tortured as a small child. I was molested by step-father that had raised me since I one-and-a-half. I was repeatedly beaten by him and mentally and emotionally tortured as a child for 18 years by this man. Not everyday, but enough.

Anyway, I would have traded all that pain and relived it ten times, than continue for one more day with the pain I was feeling.

Then, as I was on my way home one night, I was crying. I was trying to think of ways to kill myself. Then, I heard this song come on the radio, "Hold On" by Wilson Phillips. I heard the chorus. "Hold on for one more day." I started to listen to it. For the first time in months, (I lived with them like that for about 7 months) I felt hope. I listened to the radio all day everyday hoping they would play the song. I changed channels constantly. It was the only thing that kept me going. I learned the words. But couldn't afford the cd. Every time I get down or hate life, I either listen to the song or just repeat the words in my head. It gives me the strength to go on for one more day. I think of all the other times I just wanted to give up and I would wait just one more day and the next would be better. And that would make me wait one more time. I would go to sleep and just not live that day as much as possible because I knew the next day would be better.

I just went through a 10 year relationship, marriage and divorce and still together. It's been hard. But I found this site called my yearbook. It has a play list. Your song is on it. Now when I am on the computer, that is ALL I listen to.

I am an author. My first book was just published. If it hadn't been for your song, it never would have happened. If it weren't for your song, my two children wouldn't have had a brother or a mother. There is a lot that wouldn't have happened for a lot of people.

I have owned your cd three times. All three times someone took it.

But I always hear the words.

As an author, I like to know if what I wrote put a smile on someone�s face or touched their lives in anyway. It makes it all worth it. I just wanted to return the favor to another artist and let you know that ya, YOU DID CHANGE SOMEONES LIFE. YOU SAVED IT. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR MAKING THIS SONG. I THANK GOD FOR YOUR TALENT EVERY DAY.

You continue to change my life one day at a time. My daughter is 14, she has this song memorized too and it has also helped her.

Thank You,

Tammy D. Jackson

I found the private button. Thanks

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