Now it's Time to say goodbye....

Well, I guess I already said it. But Last week was the end of what was a HUGE part of my college life. Choir tour, choir and all that is musical and UCO related is over for me. So shoot me if I got sentimental but I can't say it wasn't a great journey. I really felt like my chapter was written for that group and it was time for me to go. Sure, I can rant about all the things that are annoying and crappy and what changed about that choir...However, I have an annoyance span of like 10 seconds so I'm pretty much over it. What I will do is say that during that last concert what brought tears was the flood of memories that came to mind as we did that final concert. I'm very big on "remember when" so that whole night was a "remember When" for me. The phone call I got from Doc telling me that he wanted me in UCO, The fact that I told him that I can hold my own but I was not a soloist. The memory of walking over to Mag and not knowing what the heck I was doing because I had never done anything like it. Being the shy me that I am and Kim Boone introducing herself. I remember how excited Doc was about how great the Black and White outfits looked and how those shoes hurt like Hades!! I remember rebelling and saying that black people don't wear red lipstick. I remember that first concert and forgetting the words to the first song. I remember when auditioning for a small group was such a big deal. I remember when "All praise rising" was our show stopper. I remembered meeting for the first time Matt that 2nd semester when Doc moved him to my side of the choir...he was quiet then...which of course made me want to know what he sounded like... hahaha. I remember the first tour and how much fun it was. I remember coming back and starting back up again...That first mini tour when we met the Bolin kid. That Mini Tour simply changed my life...stuff that God did there was just plain awesome. I remember just hanging out with people outside of choir and how it really became a family. Moving from Mag to Staples to taking a tour of the music building to stepping into that music building. I just remembered the relationships and the heartache and pain and joy we all felt with each other in that group. Memories like that just don't happen everyday. I could go on and on and on about that kind of stuff but I really don't think i need to. Those are the things I will hold on to. Those are the thing I will miss. Those are the things that I will try to learn from and put to use un everyday life. So thanks UCO...thanks for the memories.