The last two months have been strange for me. I got sick (like so many other people), and then veryy, veryyyy slowly, I got un-sick. The sick part was pretty rough, we all know how it goes…. You get sick, you watch too much TV, you drink soup, take too many vitamins, rinse and repeat until you feel better. The biggest thing that was different about this kind of sick was that for the first time in my life, I lost my ability to sing. Before this time, I don’t ever remember a time that I couldn’t just open my mouth and sing, without discomfort, without really trying all that hard, without warming up (like I should..), and honestly, without almost any effort. My voice just always showed up. What a bloody champ it was!
Good things in unlikely places.
A month passed after being sick and I figured that surely by now I’d be good to go! But nope. Another week passed, warming up, warming up some more, attempting to sing. Nothing. I was pretty frustrated now. My very short fuse of patience had been used up in the month before and I’d wanted it all to be back to normal. I’d cancelled too many gigs, postponed recordings (twice!) and just wanted to bloody sing. But, you guessed it, nothing changed.
Good things in unlikely places.
A few more weeks passed and my voice came back little by little. Still today it’s not what it was, but it’s not uncomfortable to sing, and for that I’m beyond happy about.
Good things in unlikely places.
Before the last two months, I don’t think I ever really considered the idea that something I enjoyed so very deeply, singing, wouldn’t be always available at my beck and call.
And now that I’m here. I’m surprisingly glad I got sick.
Good things in unlikely places.
I’m glad because it changed my mind about so many things. It changed my mind about my voice, about why I should exercise, about why I shouldn’t overfill my calendar (as much), why I record music and write songs and ultimately reminded me of all the things I find truly important.
Good things in unlikely places.
x HJ