practicing is so tedious. practice the shift until you get it and then practice it some more. you’re not done
until it’s perfect, but it’s so worth it. isn’t it? the moment you get on stage and see
the lights dim and hear the sounds beginning, it’s worth it. the moment you hear “well
done” from the person who matters the most, it’s worth it. the moment
you feel the tears running down your cheeks because of how beautiful
the music is, it’s worth it. this thing you love,
it is hard, but you do it anyway
because you love it. you couldn’t
imagine living without it.
thank you,
God.
