Sunday, November 22, 2009

For the Love

Mark left tonight to go to Bryce Canyon with a couple of his brothers for a few days. I don't know what to do with myself. It's quite boring living alone, and I've only been home without him for 20 minutes. Lame. Any ideas on things I can do to keep myself entertained? Or, rather than that, how do I motivate myself to clean the house and get my homework and other things done?

On a different note (no pun intended), I played in an orchestra concert tonight. Have I ever told you what a release music is for me? Sure, the practices at night in the middle of the week are sometimes inconvenient. But when I sit on stage with the lights warming my skin, and the conductor walks on stage and everyone claps, then the house lights go dim and the conductor raises his baton... Then music. From a bunch of people using their talents and working together to provide something beautiful to a willing audience. I get chills just thinking about it. I'm so grateful that my parents instilled deep within me a great love of music. I'm grateful for such supportive parents, who drove through a snowstorm for an hour and a half (one way) so that they could listen to the orchestra play for an hour and a half. I'm grateful that they encouraged (and sometimes bribed) me to try different types of music and instruments. I declare that I have the best parents in the world. I love you Mom and Dad. Thank you for coming tonight. It meant the world to me.

3 comments:

Manda Jane said...

In the 5 years Scott and I have been married we have only been apart 1 night. I wouldn't know what to do with myself either!

da mummy said...

awww you made me cry at work- love you too, I really enjoyed the concert, i often find myself missing going to you kids' concerts and the smell of clorine from all those swim meets! -the roads were only slightly treacherous, but I never worry when you dad is driving.... and the z was safe in the garage!!

Kellie said...

I know what you mean about creating music. I was actually thinking about how much I miss playing my clarinet in a group.

Do you remember the Grovers? Lindsay was the R.S. president. I don't know if you already know or not, but they lost their little boy the other day. He died of meningitis. According to Amber, he received a blessing and was told he had a choice to get better and stay, or go back to Heavenly Father. He died the following morning. They are still in Logan and his obituary is in the Herald. I'm sure you could find it and go to the funeral.

Sorry, to have such a downer comment. Just thought you should know if you didn't already.