There was this one Sunday in the summer of 2013, after the other director left, when I went back to my church. We had been away for almost six months. Somehow, we ended up at the 9:00 Mass, which we never go to (we are not early birds). It just so happened that another former choir member ended up sitting right behind us. After Mass, we walked out and ran into yet another choir member, one who was/is still an active member. He asked us both if we would come back. It became one of those situations, "I'll come back if you'll come back!" And we both did.
I am very glad to be back. It is not a perfect choir; every choir and director has its idiosyncrasies. But in general I am happy there and glad to be singing again. I have not offered to play harp there yet. I don't know that I will; I was so traumatized by my previous experience. But at least I am making music for the Lord again. And that is a good thing.
The View from the Choir Loft - Lovely!