Women at the Well

It's been so long since I've written. That's because I didn't really have much new to write about. My Sundays lately have been pretty busy with church, then choir practice, meetings, and practices for "Women at the Well". (I play the piano for choir and the WATW program.) Despite having to practice with the flu and my grumbling at having to leave my family yet again (who these days are really only home at the same time on Sundays), I've loved it. Last night for Enrichment, we performed "Women at the Well". Everyone did a really great job...better than any practice session we've had, which is the way I love it. It is really beyond great in this world of division and chaos to have evenings like that. It renews hope that things will ultimately be just fine. You could have heard a pin drop throughout the whole program. The voices of the singers and speakers cracked at some points and I had to bite my tongue to fight back tears--you really can't read music through tears and I didn't want to mess up and spoil the moment. Singers can be moved and have their voice crack and it adds to the feeling of the program, but a pianist messing up is another story. I have always wished I could sing but I realized last night that behind the piano is where I belong. I'm really grateful for being asked to be a part of the program and would do it again in a heartbeat.