I went to a middle school band and choir concert recently.
Of course, I was thinking about when I had concerts of my own. I was in choir
as well as band. Although I never really liked band very much—I played French
horn—but I played because my parents thought it would make me look
well-rounded. On college applications.
Those who know my story know I went to a
small state school. I left with my degree and beloved husband. It doesn’t seem like anyone’s plan, but it has worked out so far. I still
wouldn’t change a thing. Except for all of this blasted corn…
Also, happy New Year to you and yours.