Echos of former dreams.

I'm listening to some of my favorite arias. From Lakme, La Traviata, Madame Butterfly. . . my throat aches. It's a feeling I've always had. I hear this beautiful music from these amazing, powerful, delicate, controlled voices and I LONG to be able to do that. Longing to the point that I physically and literally feel it in my throat. For my short stint in college I studied vocal performance and had a voice coach. She had me doing some things I never thought I could do. I loved it. I lived it! But I think that part of the reason I quit college was that I knew early on that I didn't have "it"- that natural, amazing talent that the professional opera singers have.

I have two hopes for the next life: one, to be free of the disease that has so affected my life (more on that another time), and two, to be able to do with my voice what I feel in my heart musically.