This post is coming to you late because I have been traveling and away from technology! Including my phone since I accidentally left it in College Station..oops! Oh well it was kind of nice to be free from that little distraction in my pocket. I had a pretty good day, except for the random freeze today, I had the opportunity to spend some time with my family and had a relatively easy and safe drive back to college station. Today I had a youth counselor meeting at the church I work at and we had a long conversation concerning bullying. There is only one time I remember being bullied and it was of course in middle school (Bleh), long story short my 'best friend' decided to get my other friends to ditch me and call me a mean name. Those were some real awful days, I remember coming home absolutely defeated and not wanting to go back to school ever but my mom was always there to welcome me with a warm hug, an eager ear and advice. I still have days when I feel defeated and I long to call my mom.
Memory #34
This will be kind of short but I'm going to just continue on with the Seasons Choir memories. I originally tried out for this choir my sophomore year and because of some really unfortunate circumstances I missed the audition. Then the choir director let me re-audition but it was between me or this girl that had already been in seasons and was a senior...not much chance there, so I did not make it and the following day I watched as all of the other girls who did make it flaunting their initiation shirts. That was fairly disappointing and I remember coming home and just crying. My mom would have none of that. She made me get up, adjust myself and she took me out. I remember we got our nails done, watched a movie and ended at our restaurant. I remember laughing the whole time and enjoying myself.
My mom then gave me the courage to try again the following year. So when I got the audition music, I immediately started to practice it. I remember freaking out because one of the notes on the audition piece was broken on our piano making it a little more difficult to practice so my mom went out and bought a keyboard...that was how my mom operated, folks. Then the day of the audition came and my mom did everything in her power to make sure that my day would go smoothly. She made sure that I had a good lunch (including an encouragement note) and that I had all of my homework done, literally she did everything. After my audition we went and celebrated and kept our fingers crossed. It took two agonizing weeks for the director to finally post the results. I remember my mom had already picked me up from school when we found out the auditions were posted but as soon as my mom knew she got up and we drove back to the school. We had to walk all over the school to find an unlocked door and then we had to go through a maze of janitors and what not until we finally got to the audition list. When we located my name I remember just losing it. There I was, with my mom, screaming and dancing in the dimly lit band and choir hallway and it was absolutely perfect.
Love Always,
Erin
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