Recently, though, things have changed. The Professor now gets to help keep the ward's finances in shape. Suddenly, choir is fair game. Of course, few choirs are happy to lose a tenor, so a compromise was necessary. We trade weeks. I like it. He likes it. Even the choir director likes it. (Two for the price of one. What's not to like?) And I finally get to sing again. I've missed it.
Monday, February 23, 2009
A chance to sing.
When we moved into our new ward (congregation, if you will), we were given work to do. The Professor became the choir accompanist. I enjoyed the sudden increase in music in our home, but I was a bit disappointed. I really enjoy being part of the choir. And I have found it one of the fastest ways to become acquainted with those around us. But I couldn't figure out a way to both join the choir and watch the little ones. So I waited and enjoyed being in the audience.