It all started out with a dreaded feeling of insufficiency in regards to my purpose of life. I am currently a stay at home mom of two amazing boys. I am actively involved in my church and community and I have a lot to be thankful for. In spite of all this, I've felt lacking. Maybe it's because schools are starting and I'm not teaching, or maybe it's because people are changing and I just feel like I'm watching from the side lines but I decided about a month ago that I'd audition for a singing group that has a fairly workable schedule for a mom like me and would somewhat keep me in the musical loop of people within my county. The auditions were submitted digitally and to be honest, after contacting them (3 weeks after the auditions had technically closed but the page was still accepting them) I learned that I had not made the group. Crappy, huh? I have a masters degree in music... yeah, my feelings were really hurt, but after putting some thought into it, I decided that they probably didn't even listen to my audition. I mean, I'm a soprano and lets be honest: the world has no lack of them. More than likely the audition submissions were a technicality and there were no soprano slots open. It still hurt my feelings. :-\
THEN, while I was feeling sorry for myself, I started searching for other opportunities to audition for. I found one in Orlando, got my head shots together with my resume and hopped in the car to drive to the location.
Thanks to Josh for taking my head shots hours before my audition! Isn't he amazing?! I look nothing like this :-) |
On the way to Orlando, (actually, I had just gotten Gas in my town and was starting to drive towards the interstate) I scratched another car's bumper... Yikes! Maybe I should have taken it as a sign to just stay at home, but No! I went to the audition anyways, made some stupid joke to the accompanist (that was apparently taken seriously) and bombed my audition.
OK, OK. So I'm not meant to sing at this time in my life. Reasonable, and I can take a hint, so lets do something else. GARDENING!!! Thanks to my loving husband I've got almost everything for a raised garden. So what should I plant? Today I went to home depot to get some expert advice. Their advice?? Wait until October to plant anything new. SERIOUSLY?!?!?! I should just call these my FAIL weeks.
It wasn't until tonight during a conversation with my brother that I realized what my true problem is. My life can currently be described as: Wife, Mother, Christian, Baker, Daughter, Sister, Giver... none of these are bad words or even words that I would not want to be described as. However, before I was a mother, the word Musician would have been among that mix. I loved being a musician and I miss performing and sharing my love through teaching. I still sing to my children, but that's not the same. Many of the people that I spend time with now don't even know that I sing! And even fewer know that I play the harp. Before I met Josh, that was how I defined myself! And now, it's not. I have a much better role. One I would never trade for anything. I am so blessed to be a mother and my sweet boys show me that everyday, but how can I bring a little of my "before" life back? I'm not too sure, but I'm going to give it a try.
Sweet little ninja turtle |
My two little loves. Sometime James loves more than Benjamin would like... |
Why can't I get this picture to rotate?? |