Wow, the memories! I just got added to a Harmony Alumni page on Facebook for past members of our high school’s ridiculously amazing, award winning show choir! Not to toot our own horn, but we were amazing - even in the Harmony, circa 70’s show choir costumes we were so known for!
It was ridiculously rigorous for a high school pursuit and our choir director was a bit more of a music stand and chair throwing drill sergeant than a cumbaya type choir director, but that is how she made us great. And although it was difficult…looking back - I wouldn’t change it now, not a thing.
I learned so much. It really forced me to grow as a person. I learned to stand up for myself and what I believe (even if that was by quitting my senior year to pursue theatre as a much less emotionally taxing creative outlet), what hard work was, and what it meant to be part of a winning team.
I wouldn’t be who I am today without having had this experience, these people in my life, this team, the feeling of accomplishment, the elation of winning - knowing the power of the stage and of commanding an audience with as little as a simple flick of your finger or lilt of voice.
All of these things bring me back to that time, to my friends - my Harmony family. They make me so thankful for the memories, for all I learned, and especially for shaping, bringing to the surface, and releasing the music in my heart and the confidence in my soul.
As I’m reminiscing and writing this post at 4am on a Tuesday, I just had a life-changing, lightbulb moment. I just realized…Cherrie Townsend gave me that.
She gave me the swagger in my walk. A deep-seated well of confidence - she made me great, even amazing at something. I owned that stage, I owned every note the came from my lips, every dance movement was perfection - this rooted a confidence in me that I may never have known otherwise, and I carry it with me forever. Thank you for that, Mrs. T.
Thank you to those who came before me and were my inspiration, thank you to the school and our parents for all of the amazing places we traveled for competition and as a choir family ( I will never forget Atlanta or NYC - thanks again for being a chaperone, mom!!). Thank you to Cherrie Townsend for being an amazing choir director - forcing me to push myself, forcing me to grow up and make difficult decisions, and most of all for the experience of being a part of something truly beautiful to behold.
I loved every person I sang with, they will each always carry a little part of my heart with them. And although I didn’t always love the method of getting there - we became a true family.
I did and always will, love and crave the feeling of creating something truly beautiful. When individuals come together to form something even greater as a whole. When voices melt into a perfect harmony - it’s magical.
These memories will last a lifetime and I still believe this moment in my life was a defining part of who I am today. Love all yall - thanks for the memories!!