Happy New Year
At church this morning, some of the kids from the children's choir, which I conducted for one of the Christmas services, brought me these lovely notes and handmade cards. As if saying good-bye to my adult friends wasn't hard enough, being appreciated by my more youthful friends was really touching. When you are "just doing your job", it is easy to forget that your students might have a different perspective on your role. When they stare up at you during rehearsal, looking mostly unimpressed, it is easy to conclude that they could care less what old person is up there making them sing. These kind notes and thoughtfully drawn pictures tell a different story. What a blessing. It was a weird New Year's Eve. Joerg is on his way to Montana so we weren't together. A typical New Year's Eve finds us sleeping soundly by midnight so I thought I would challenge myself to stay awake until 2024 arrived. 2024, the year I move to Montana. Who knows ...