I should write about this tomorrow when it’s not so late and I’m more coherent, but… I didn’t think I was up to going to hear the Peninsula Symphony play tonight, so I tried to give away the tickets Don had given me. Didn’t work. I figured well, then, maybe that means there’s a reason I should go other than the fact that I would certainly enjoy the music. And Mom, who’s a musician, wanted to go, and I wanted to take good care of her like she’s been taking good care of me. So hey. She and I went.
My kids had a band teacher in high school they adored, and it turns out she plays in that symphony.  I managed to snag her afterwards and catch up a little; it was so good to see her. It’s been way too long. I am so glad I got to go and that nobody else accepted my offer of those tickets!
Which is kind of a different take on it than earlier today, isn’t it? Good people make everything worthwhile.
And Don? Thank you for those. I pictured Amalie applauding and wished you could have heard it all too. There was a tuba concerto and a bassoon concerto, and the players were clearly having the time of their lives; bravo!