#1 I used to be an introvert. No seriously! I recently read the book "Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can't Stop Talking" and was surprised by what I learned about myself. Back in 6th grade we went to Camp Thunderbird and that was, dare I say it, a life-changing experience for me. I felt a bit alone being away from home for nearly a week and it was much harder to process things without the rejuvenation of coming home from school to my family each afternoon. On our day long hike I watched something snap inside me like I had been switched into survival mode. Before camp I wouldn't talk to people unless I was really comfortable with them (read: trusted them), but I learned that sometimes to survive we need to open up and trust others even when we don't want to.
#2 I used to play the violin. This may not seem lie a big deal seeing as I come from a musical family and studied music in college, but I played the violin for 3 years before quitting orchestra. Not only did I not have enough room in my schedule for choir, orchestra and other required class, but without the work ethic and foundational habit of daily practicing, my gifted sister Rebecca was outshining me. I'm okay with being outshone but I do regret the hours wasted and opportunities lost from not practicing regularly. Diligence my friends can get you far in life.
#3 I was put on extended vocal rest my first semester of college AS A VOICE MAJOR. For about 3 months I was to avoid talking and never hum or sing! All to avoid surgical removal of some fibrosis growths on my vocal chords that I developed near the end of my senior year. I had to rearrange my schedule completely and drop several classes where my grade was based on singing; that meant the loss of a scholarship too that I found out a year later could have been put on hold for after my recovery *sigh. I learned a lot about myself during that time and had great support from my friends, but it was quite the blow psychologically and otherwise.
#4 Growing up I couldn't swallow pills. I tried swallowing a gel tab once because I was so sick and after I sucked off the outer layer it felt like it was burning a hole in my tongue and I threw up. Just as my poor mother went to answer the front door. Which makes this next story all the more odd.
#5 Sometime between ages 7 and 9 I swallowed a quarter. I don't remember how old I was but my three year old loves to have me tell the story. We use it as a teaching tool: don't so stupid things like take stuff that isn't yours without asking or put a quarter in your mouth "to clean it!" I'm sure there are great metaphors from this we can come up with for the more complex lessons of life, like being aware of what we are taking into our lives and how it will affect us an those around us.
#6 I have always wanted to be a stay-at-home mother with a college degree. I am a lifelong learner like my parents. I am a college graduate as are they. And I choose to use my degree in music education in a...selfish...unorthodox...?...way. You see I have a degree to be a music teacher and am a trained opera singer, but I never seriously planned to work outside my own home if I could afford not to. I have friends and acquaintances worry aloud that I was just wasting my time and money even getting a degree, but I recently visited with a professional musician and fellow Christian whom I had not met before the concert. I was gratified to hear from him that
of course I was using my degree and what a great way to prepare for motherhood and hold onto my core values and beliefs. I already knew it was true but it was nonetheless gratifying to hear someone else say so.
#7 I want to have more children but it's not that easy. This could be a blog post in and off itself but one that may well be for a more select audience than whoever comes across my blog. But it's a integral part of who I am and the ups and downs of my life at present.
#8 I wish I spoke something other than English fluently. I have studied German and Spanish and even a little French, as well as dabbling in Latin and Italian (you need to know this stuff when you sing opera even just for fun.) But I cannot seem to make up my mind. Life keeps giving me opportunities to train my ear and appreciate a variety of languages, but I've also missed out on some opportunities by not committing fully to studying a single other language.
#9 I am learning to speak another language fluently: love. I love to make beautiful things and share them with the world. I love to serve others and I thing it's part of what makes mortality worthwhile. I believe that serving others is one way for me to fulfill the measure of my creation.
#10 I belong to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Yes, I am a Mormon. Many people have heard of us: our church has over 15 million members from around the globe and we have international conferences every six months via broadcasts from Salt Lake City Utah. That said not everyone knows about Mormons and some who do think we're a cult and/or wish we wouldn't jam our religion down their throats. Here's
a powerful explanation of why my religion a spirituality and inextricably intertwined and why I'll considerately, personally, and persistently try to share the joy I've found.