i'm a man & other issues

this is a crazy week in our house: 

u2 concert madness, 

our friend is getting married & we are heavily involved 

(as in, matt is officiating, i'm singing 2 songs, and m is a flowergirl), 

and it's m's last week of school.

meanwhile 

my throat is raw and i'm all stuffed up thanks to a cold and singing my heart out at u2 

(i kind of held back and didn't get quite as into it as usual.)

result?

very inconveniently, i sound like a man.

my voice is so low-

i have no idea how i'll sing these songs in front of hundreds of people

when i sound like my brother.

not to mention that this morning i am a fountain of tears:

i'm at m's school this morning writing thank you cards to m's therapist and teachers 

and all i can do is cry

at the gift that is my daughter speaking, listening & singing.

so much is due to these amazing women who have poured their expertise and love into my daughter.

as today is m's last day of class i think about how much i love 

this school, this place, these people, these families 

who walk the road of deafness with me and who have opened up the world to my daughter.

quite a week.