Today I was a little low; Nothing in particular happened, I just was.All I did for an hour or more was sing. Sing from a place of purpose, of joy, of life.
A couple of months ago I named my voice. It is the MOST consistent thing in my life, my dearest friend, one of my greatest gifts, and therapy, power, love, passion, and ME all in one little voice box.
My dear ALMRACERO, you are my hero, my passion, my joy, my all.
Thank the world, the Fates, God, or whomever one happens to believe for this gift, this special talent that I have NEVER and promise to NEVER take for granted.
I remember when I was in seventh grade riding back from an All-region Choir audition. I was sitting in the middle of the bus on the right side and I remember looking out on the grey day and praying, almost pleading to God, "Please... Please let me be able to sing."
Little did I know that the next year my voice would change and the beginnings oy my musical road would unfurl.
Last night I listened to some recordings of me from 2000, 2002, 2003 and was giddy with the excitement of how far I have grown since those recordings and how blessed I am to be able to do what I love so dearly after all these years.
Thank you for blessing my hardships, my depressions, my dancing days, and my life dear, dear Almracero.
And thank you for reading and for listening to me sing,
Dustin
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