Yesterday was just brilliant – I got to pretend I was a singer. A is in a band (a damn good one) and they were playing at a festival in London yesterday and required backing singers...cue Emily to start waving her hand in the air and shouting “ooh me!!” I was singing with another girl – a total pro, which was quite intimidating – but she was lovely and we had a really good time. As we were waiting to go onto the stage I was terrified; I have done lots of stuff on stage before but it’s usually acting where you are someone else, or if I am “myself” I am generally talking about me which, let’s face it, even I can’t get wrong. I am not very trusting in my voice (though I was desperate to try out new lungs’ singing capacity) and I had to sing in four different languages (no I don't speak 4 languages but apparently can sing in them, not really a talent, I just copy what I hear) which was an additional challenge!
The first song was a bit of a blur, but after that I was hooked! I loved being up there, loved the atmosphere bouncing off the crowd, the feeling of being on stage again (drama queen element showing through) and when we came of stage bounced up and down squealing. I think I will do it again some time.
I am currently in the process of writing a letter to my donor family. I don’t know when I will send it, might be in a few months, I am finding it very hard to write. I mean how do you summarise the incredible act that they made that day? How do I put into words how grateful I am, how much my life has changed beyond all recognition? Is this the right time to write something like this? Should I wait longer? Will they have already been hoping for recognition? So many questions...I think it will take me some time to write, and will remain strictly private, for their eyes only. I guess all you can do is say what you feel and hope they can gain from it just a fraction of how much they have done for me.
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