Forgive me for being a little bit sappy today, but I just realized this weekend is my last Fall Family Weekend at Gonzaga.
One tradition that has continued from freshman year to the present is performing in the GU Choir over Fall Family Weekend. These concerts are usually my favorite because my family gets to see me perform.
Performing as part of a group is an incredible experience. You not only have to worry about the musical responsibilities of yourself, but also the singers around you. You have to be in sync, attuned, and emotive together. It's often more challenging than singing on your own. But when you achieve that musical bond, the art you make together is amazing.
When I first began choir, I had a dismal musical identity. I could barely read music, couldn't find the right pitches on my own, didn't have good tone, didn't have vocal power in any way. I knew hardly anything about how to be a real musician. Regardless, I was placed in the top choir at GU and I have transformed ever since getting that opportunity.
I owe much of my musical metamorphosis to choir. The amount of discipline it takes to practice almost every day is taxing, but so rewarding. Singing challenging songs in French, German, Italian, Old English, Latin, and Chinese have strengthened my voice so much. I don't feel lost in a sea of voices anymore, I feel like a leader now. Choir is a place I can sing without the fear of being judged, because all of us are bonded by a love of music. Everyone in this group is passionate, otherwise we wouldn't be here.
Tonight's concert has some of my favorite repertoire we've performed as a choir. I'm beyond excited to create beautiful (and often under appreciated) music with my choral family. I'm going to savor this concert even though I'll have plenty more to perform this year. This concert has a special place in my heart, performing with my choral family for my actual family.