My senior recital was nine years ago last week. It's hard for me, now, to imagine this time in my life when I was so focused on music, and so prepared, skilled and confident that I could stand on stage and totally kick ass. It was an honor for me to share the stage time with my friend and recital partner, Courtney, and every year around the end of March I think of the hard work and the laughs that went into preparing for our big day. I am taking this as inspiration now, as I struggle to regain my skill and confidence as a trumpet player.
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Good for you Amy! And I remember dress shopping - what FUN along with all your stress! Glad you have a challenging group in which to play! plm aka gg
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