It’s Hard To Be A Woman #9
In my last post, I told my readers (that would be you) that I would have some interesting stuff to post this week. Hm. Where to start?
It all started December 29.
I was on my way to Bethany Covenant Church to play piano for the morning’s worship service with a wonderful vocal group of women called DaySong. I had been “thrown together with them” for the annual Christmas program earlier in the month.
I was excited to play. The song, “Breath of Heaven (Mary’s Song),” really is beautiful.
During my twenty-minute drive, I kept thinking, Man, why do I keep having to concentrate so hard on the road? I can’t be late. DaySong and I need to do a sound check… was that a stop sign? I know I’ve been up since 1:30 this morning, but good grief…. Suddenly, it hit me. I was hyper. Again. Nooooooooo.
What was all that baloney about “I’m never taking thyroid medicine again” that I told myself back in March of this year when it happened to me then? I was sick and tired of dealing with this Hashimoto’s. Sometimes, I think it’s right up there with suffering from breast cancer. Not quite, but still annoying.
Somehow, I got through the performance. Somehow, people were edified. Me? I was a basket case.