It's the day of the show, ya'll.
The choir concert was tonight. I got to St. George's for the final-touches rehearsal at 2:30 and about an hour later my wonderful husband and my beautiful baby girl were waiting in the back of the church to get their seats for the performance. As I'm usually the one standing with her in the back of a church while her daddy sings every Sunday, it was a nice switch to have the shoe on the other foot.
I was proud to be up there, singing my heart out - for myself, for my family, for a greater community; and I was proud to be supported by J & G. I was blissfully "in the moment" during that two-hour concert. And it was over too quickly.