Honestly, it has been a while since I wrote anything here. I did some other writing projects but nothing personal. My reasons for staying away were/are valid. Still, this is a good outlet for me and I do enjoying sharing both my faith and my adventures.
As my Daddy still says, my middle name is “go” and frankly, sometimes “going” keeps me sane! We are (I am) still traveling. I think since my last post in March 2017, Steve and I have been to:
- Memphis to see Billy Joel in concert,
- North Carolina for a week in the mountains,
- Gulf Shores for a freezing weekend (seriously!),
- Yukon to see the Northern Lights (missed them but loved being there!).
JoJo and I made a train trip to NOLA and a road trip to Biloxi for a few days. I’ve been to NYC with my friend Ginger to see the revival of Sunset Boulevard and Billy Joel at MSG (yes – I really, really like Billy Joel) as well as to catch up with a friend who is in school there and see the World Trade Center Memorial.
Recently, I was able to share in a magical musical few days in Chicago with my friend and cello teacher Rebekah seeing Hamilton, playing tourist (Chicago River, Lake Michigan, Magnificent Mile, Hancock Tower for the 360 view, Millennium Park where we heard part of an open orchestra rehearsal, deep dish pizza with friends), and finishing with Yo-Yo Ma and the Chicago Symphony. It.was.amazing!
First Baptist Jackson still keeps us both rolling. My volunteer hours have crept up but that is ok. VBS has rolled through twice during my hiatus as did Carols 2017, Easter 2018, and even another KidsRock musical, A Not So Terrible Parable (my last post in March 2017 was about Treasure Island). I am enjoying working some different sorts of tasks that really engage my gifts as well as spending time with my friends there, and, best of all, having the opportunity to mentor some terrific young adults.
The best thing I have done is begin cello lessons. My grandmother, Hazel Benton, played cello. I always thought I might want to do that. I finally decided to sign on to lessons at the FBCJ Academy of Arts and have loved every minute of it. My teacher is an amazing young artist and somehow “gets” how to deal with OCD me. I love lessons and I love to practice! I even (thanks to my “friends”) allowed myself to be backed into playing in the spring recital. This was far more nerve-wracking than any band solo auditions I did back in the day and I always managed to con my way out of piano recitals (seriously). My goal was to not embarass Rebekah or myself! No one ran out screaming though I will admit that Bach and I are not consistently friendly!
Probably best of all, I celebrated my 14th year of being cancer free and the extended McHenry family welcomed two more little girls and the family at large is doing ok.
So – here is to a restart to writing. We will see where it goes! I leave you with this thought…
Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer.
Romans 12:12 NIV
Still choosing joy!