I had a moment. Okay, those who really know me or even you who have been following my blog, are most like thinking that I have a lot of those. Well, I do. Here is the moment I just had though.
Another one of the aspirants, the one who taught music for seven years before entering and is pretty much a musical genius, got her flute in the mail today. She grabbed right before our visit to Jesus. When we walked out, she looked at me and told me to go get my oboe out, we are playing. Now keep in mind this little fact: I have not played my oboe since the end of April…2009. My checks and tongue after 15 minutes is a little weird and sore feeling. Does this mean I need to practice? I swear that I can be a music teachers worst nightmare. I can sightread, don’t practice, yeah. Maybe I am not horrible, but I wish I would have tried a tad harder back then. I did try hard, but the practicing was another realm. Tuning…that could use some work too.
Anyways, there was a moment in the playing. It was so nice to be with one other aspirant playing music and just being together. Memories came back to me, laughs and tears, joys and frustrations. Music was an out and a great thing for most in the band.
So, that is my moment. It was good to play. Let me tell ya though…I am very rusty. Maybe I will have to practice….later. 😛