North Coast Men’s Chorus held their annual Christmas concerts. Fortunately, they had plenty of volunteers so they didn’t need me. December 9, 2023 was a very warm and breezy day and then it started raining throughout the evening. My wife’s issues left me conflicted about going out, but she insisted I go, so I did so in a rather shortened fashion.
Yes, I do appear happy in these pictures because I was. I basically slipped off my skin and slid into someone else’s. Someone who only exists in joy because she doesn’t happen if life’s circumstances do not allow. That is the difference between me and a person in transition. I get to flick the switch which is why those that chose the difficult path have my great admiration. But we live in the grey, not the black and white and this day I took advantage for some time to escape.
I kept it simple with my outfit and went about running a few errands. Then I stopped for a drink and a bite to eat. As I sat at a crowded bar, during prime Saturday evening dinner time, in a crowded restaurant. I reflected on where I was and how fortunate I was to be having the experience. No one being anything other than kind or simply not noticing me (always a very good thing). As seats filled around me, I was referred to as Ma’am a few times and engaged in light conversation. I then headed to the concert.
I collected many hugs, really heartfelt ones. I got quite a few “don’t I know you from….” comments. I caught up with many people and walked the venue, smiling and greeting patrons. I basically did nothing other than act as a goodwill ambassador or as I joke, as the chorus’ mascot. I did this for about an hour and watched the chorus render a beautiful version of “Joy To The World”. I then hit the backdoor and returned home. My batteries a bit recharged, my soul filled, but back to the realities of life as it is right now for us. As I have stated frequently, we are blessed, but we are also challenged, having it no better or worse that anyone else navigating life these days.