A couple years ago, I made a goal to sing our National Anthem at a formal military function sometime during Matt's career. This last weekend, that goal was accomplished! I was given the opportunity through a friend (thanks, Jill!). The occasion was a formal banquet (so-to-speak), so I had to get all dressed up! Just a few days after getting my dress (a long, difficult process when modesty is a requirement), Matt found out that he was going to be out of town for some training. I was so bummed - so bummed that I just about turned down the offer and returned the dress. I just couldn't sing without my biggest fan and supporter being there. Besides, who goes to a formal event without a date?! And, I didn't know anyone else that was going to be there.
After being forced to sleep on my decision for a couple days (thank you, 4th of July weekend), I changed my mind. I quit thinking about myself - sort of, and remembered the meaning behind our National Anthem. It is a great HONOR to be asked to sing such an amazing song! It would be very unpatriotic and selfish of me to turn down such an opportunity for the reasons I had! Besides, I knew that singing could potentially open doors to be asked to sing it again, which (I'll be honest) was a big pulling force behind changing my mind. However, I did get permission to leave when I was done singing, so I didn't have to feel too akward without a date!
The day of the event arrived, and as luck would have it, I woke up with a cold - I had a sore throat, and just felt like crud. I must have looked pretty awful too, because the first thing Darren said to me that morning was, "Mommy, are you sick?" Not a good sign. So, I started praying hard! From that moment on, I started feeling better. I practiced proper technique during my shower, which made my singing voice sound MUCH better than my speaking voice, which boosted my confidence a ton! Throughout the day, my speaking voice returned to normal - I still didn't feel 100%, but I felt good enough to feel confident that I could sing.
When I got to the hotel where they were holding the banquet, I was given a quick run through of what would happen, where I was to stand, etc. and then just waited for it to begin. While waiting, my heart was pounding so hard, it was probably visible! I was nervous, excited, confident, and anxious all at the same time. As soon as the honor guard began marching and I started walking (behind the honor guard) my heart settled down a bit - I was poised and collected, with a healthy portion of an adrenaline rush. As soon as the honor guard posted the colors, I began.....
During the first line of the song, my voice cracked, but I kept going, and engaged my support a bit more. Before I even got to the second line of the song, I realized I had started in a higher key than I had intended. My heart started pounding again, because I knew I hadn't warmed up quite that high! Fortunately, I was supporting the sound well enough that it wasn't too big of an issue, and the higher notes came out just fine. Not fabulous, but good enough. When I finished singing, I stayed in my place while the honor guard was dismissed and the invocation said (yes, they still pray at some military functions!). Then, I made my quiet escape. On my way out, the guy running the media (I think that was his job), stopped me and told me he was really impressed, especially with how well I projected the sound without a mic! In a large room with at least a couple hundred people, I was still PLENTY loud enough! His compliment made me feel good!
Since my date couldn't be there, and dressing up this fancy is a rare occasion, I had a friend take some pictures when I got back.
I think Matt should take me on a formal date when he gets home!


























