Finding My Voice: The First Performance
When my sister and I were little girls, my mother put us in piano lessons. We learned how to play various songs and would go home to practice in preparation for the recital we would be a part of to show our family what we learned. I remember my mother put us in these cute light pink ruffley dresses. It was the 80's. Those ruffles were on all of the dresses. It is one of just a few memories I have from my childhood that has stuck with me to this day. The irony of this is that the exact place I did that piano recital when I was a little girl, was the exact place that I performed for the first time, vocally, yesterday. Musical theater is something I've always wanted to do. And it is something I've been terrified to do at the same time. I could barely hold the mic when I was singing my verse and bridge of the song. It became so heavy that I was forced to hold it with two hands as to not drop it. This could possibly be the most important moment in time that I could ever