Tonight was my last concert ever with Madison Youth Choir. After nine years, it may be the last time I ever see any of them again.
That's sad and scary and strange and...mergh. Only word to describe it right now.
And yet I didn't cry as much as I expected to. I cried during "Sisters" (the song we sing at the end of every rehearsal) but that was it. After that I did more comforting than anything else. Why? Why wasn't I ridiculously emotional like I was at Madrigals this year? or like I was last year, and the year before? What made tonight different?
It was the same at the Sacred concert. I expected to bawl and I didn't. A few little tears but that was it.
What does that mean about me? Am I "toughening up"? and is that a good thing?
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