Remembering

Despite everything crappy, I have a good life. There's a lot of great people, and I really don't to take them for granted. So the next time I get angry, upset, or worse stop appreciating those people in my life, I can look back and remember. And I can slap myself silly.

My momma broke her finger today. Sadness on Mother's Day :( I hope she knows how much we love her.

So, about yesterday. I think I can really say that this is the hardest thing I've been through, ever. The memorial service was really, really difficult to get through. It hurt so bad, but it felt good to see so many people there who loved Diana. It felt good to see how many people's lives she touched- I want to dedicate my life to helping people, to loving people the way she did.
I have never seen a greater loved shared than the love between Diana and Kevin.
I would love to share further thoughts with you on this, but I would rather do it on a one-to-one basis. It's a lot of fond memories and thoughts that I would feel more comfortable saying to one person at a time than as an "announcement" of sorts. Nomesayin? So feel free to shoot me an email about it, or give me a call if I happen to know you. I miss phone calls- I used to get them a lot.

Tonight was my last night of Madison Youth Choir rehearsal. Nine years- that's half my life I've been going to rehearsals on Sunday nights. It's so weird to be "done" with something like that, something that's been a part of me for so long. I love our choir- we're close, and it's something you don't get in school choirs. And next year we'll be scattered to the winds.
We've got school tours and our final "goodbye" concert next weekend (St. Luke's Church, Middleton, WI at 7:00PM and FREE) so we sang through some pieces from last semester. We did a five movement "love song" at the beginning of the year that once spoke volumes and volumes of my life. The music does as well. Go Eric Whitacre. Now it speaks echoes, but remembering is nice.
I thought I'd share them:

I.
A picture is engraved in my heart;
Moving between light and darkness:
A sort of silence envelopes your body,
And your hair falls upon your face just so.

II.
Light bride
She is all mine,
And lightly
She will kiss me!

III.
"Mostly," said the roof to the sky,
"the distance between you and I is endless;
But a while ago two came up here,
And only one centimeter was left between us."

IV.
What snow!
Like little dreams
Falling from the sky.

V.
He was full of tenderness;
She was very hard.
And as much as she tried to stay thus,
Simply, and with no good reason,
He took her into himself,
And set her down
In the softest, softest place.

- Hila Plitmann

Thoughts, anyone?