This time of the year comes daylight savings time, yard work and music recitals. All teachers want to showcase their groups before the big Christmas concerts start. This year we only had two concerts to attend. #3dd's was two weeks ago and #5dd's was last week. I continue to be so impressed by the talents of the choral teachers. Of course, I am grateful in knowing my girls are in good hands and really enjoying singing like I did when I was their age. I am grateful that my parents never discouraged me to sing. I am so grateful mom allowed me to take voice lessons. My choir teachers were so wonderful. It is so true that those we interact with become apart of who we are and what we become. I remember having many inspiring experiences with choir groups.
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| Concert Choir- with #5 |
Something should be said right here about piano lessons. Yep, I did that too....just yesterday I was the accompanist for primary. I have been substituting for awhile until they find someone permanently. While I was playing "I Hope They Call Me on a Mission," I thought about the blessings I have been given, using my talents in this way. I love the way I can be thinking about the words, feel the spirit and listen to the kids sing while my hands move over the piano as if I had the music memorized.
Next, just want you to know that I turned my radio on the other day and Christmas songs are now playing 24/7 on a local station. It's funny how certain songs bring back so many memories. One in particular, I remember playing Bing Crosby's "White Christmas" record album on Grandma's big white record player. I remember Gene Autry's "Rudolph" album and Christmas with the Chipmunks. When on my mission, mom and dad sent me a tape of our family favorites. Our most favorite was Charley Pride's "Christmas in my Hometown" album. That album brings back memories of decorating the tree and wrapping presents....enough musings for now...........Today, I am thankful for music!
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