Saturday, June 18, 2016

Dear 20-something me

Dear 20-something me,

You have just auditioned for PWC and you got accepted! Exciting! You are about to embark on an adventure that will change your life in more ways than musically. You will meet amazing people, learn to love music you never knew would even qualify as music in your mind, and you will find yourself in the process. Over the next 19 years, you will love and lose people who will become part of you forever. You will discover that you are stronger than you ever knew you could be. You'll take on leadership roles and excel at them--even enjoy them! There will be good times, bad times, and everything in between. Just take it all in, enjoy it, and make sure you take time to savor each moment you have in this chorus. Savor your relationships with people and learn kindness. You will find a voice you never knew you had--both literally and figuratively.

When you look back at this year 1997, when you joined PWC, you will see a completely different person. You will be proud of who you've become and grateful for the people who helped you get there. Tears will come at times when you least expect them. Let them flow. It's all ok. Allow yourself to feel even when you want to be numb. Allow yourself to grow from these experiences and allow yourself to change. Change is scary, but it will bring you to wonderful places.

Speaking of wonderful places, you will travel the world with PWC. You'll go to Vancouver, San Antonio, Newfoundland, Hungary, Czech Republic, Slovakia, Slovenia, Italy, Austria, and Argentina. There will be a tiny solo that will change you and draw you to the southern hemisphere sky of stars. It will be your favorite solo of all time.

PWC is the best choice you ever made. You don't know that now, but you'll find out.


46-year old you

Friday, June 17, 2016

Words fail me on so many levels

Words fail me for just about everything these days. It's a wonder I can even write this blog without having to look up every other word in a dictionary or consult a thesaurus so I don't use mundane vocabulary and bore to death whoever reads this. (namely me, because I doubt there are any other readers on this blog).

Orlando.....words fails me.

Trump.....words fail me beyond measure.
Irresponsible, entitled, selfish people.....words don't really fail me, but they'd probably get me in trouble or even arrested if I used them. So suffice it to say, if you can't meet a deadline, can't manage to follow through with a simple task, I hate you. Yes, I used the word HATE. You annoy me, you make my blood boil, and you pretty much give me hives. I hope your stuff falls off.

Words fail me for the rest of this so I'll sign off here. I have things to do, deadlines to meet, and allergies to get rid of.

Thanks for reading and until next time, look for the purple in life.