There was an unexpectedly more thought-provoking, serious side to the clear out. On the one hand I marvelled at the amount of stuff I was able to prepare and teach over the years. I can vividly remember the Confirmation Class which endured the true/false game. I can remember who was there, where we were etc. I even know where some of them are now. But, I also know I won't be doing that again. Throwing away or donating so much material was like admitting that. I have struggled with my damaged voice - more than most people know. And this was like accepting that things have changed a lot for me. Any speaking I do is much harder work than it once was, and any kind of teaching commitment is out of the question. Even writing this brings it home to me and has been a valuable part of a process of acceptance.
I'm full of thanks to God for the years of speaking and teaching. And as one door closes another opens. How exciting is that?!
PS I would like my singing voice back - please!
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