When I first began to contemplate the hour and a half of rehearsal every week, along with the extra hour of "ribbon class" before hand every other week, I thought of many things I could do with my time...
- run errands by myself
- go to the Y by myself
- work on my thesis
- grade papers
- write lesson plans
All of these were "alone" things, and I very rarely have alone time. I'm okay with that, it's the life I chose, but gosh...the thought of alone time every week from September to May? I was kind of excited!
What I had not planned on was meeting other choir moms. Yes, I knew I would "meet" them, probably recognize their faces and their children, but that would be it. I'm not good when it comes to meeting new people and getting to know them. It's hard for me. Really. It makes me cringe and want to run away. But here I am, nine months later, wondering "What was I thinking?" Because if I had gone off to run errands or go to the Y, or found a quiet corner somewhere to work or read, I would not have gotten to experience and value the friendship of these lovely ladies.
|"The Choir Moms of St. P's"|
We have spent so many evenings together. And there are so many common threads that run throughout our life stories. We talked, laughed, shared frustrations, and lifted each other up. We discussed our daughters, our families, our pets, school, theology, you name it. I still graded or filed papers while they completed a quilt or two (or three??) for a choir school fund raiser. So our evenings were not filled with idle chit chat.
I'm so glad, so very thankful, that I did not allow my introverted personality to take control and that I was able to allow myself to be open to the gift of new friendships. What a special gift it has been. Ladies, I love y'all!