Memories...

 

We had a great weekend, quiet, cozy and flavored with a bit of Christmas.  There I said it, CHRISTMAS!
We attended a concert locally, invited by dear friends that go every year.  It was hard leaving the warm house and home made pizza I made for dinner, but we jumped in the car and headed to the concert.  What happened next is no surprise to anyone who has known me more than 5 minutes...  The choir sang their songs and I grew more and more sentimental and a little bit weepy.  Then at the finale, the choir came down into the audience and sang.  That's when ...Niagara Falls. I was a puddle by the time they finished.  The choir members that sang near us were altos.  That's the women with the lowest singing voices, and what I sang in my school years. Later, I was second soprano with the Young People's Choir. a group I helped start back in the '70's.  An emotional evening for me,  but especially for my friends, since they had  in previous years attended  the concert with their dear Mom, who has since passed.

 

I came home and listened to an album that our choir recorded.  A scrapbook in song.  I can pick out the voices, Laura, my SIL's twin sister, Ed, my brother Larry, I can hear Marci laugh, dearest Steve at the organ, Frank on the trumpet, Gerry on the conga, Sue on the tambourine, Sue on the maracas... (Because of a family wedding, Sue isn't really on this album, but is always there in my memory!) I can even hear my own voice among the others.  I can see Father Tom, my Mom and Dad and my dearest in the audience.

 

A HUGE part of my life was spent singing.  Our director Steve I loved dearly, and  he was a big influence on me, and someone I miss so much.  He would laugh to know how often I think of him...
Maybe he does know...

 

Anyway, this is what music does to me, has always done to me.
  Takes me back, makes me remember,
warms my heart and comforts me still.

 

If you are still reading, thanks for letting me walk down memory lane yet again.  Some things get stirred up, and since I want to chronicle such things here...there you go. 

All these photos are from Hannah's in Antioch, IL. An independent store that sells craft supplies and much more. I went looking for something and asked to take a few photos. You won't find most of these beautiful things at the Hob Lob or at Michael's. Whenever I buy something unique from them, I always get asked, where did you find that? I did buy one item that I'll show you when I use it. I've been a little crafty too, and I'll share that in my next post.


Thanks for visiting.  Enjoy this beautiful day my friends.