Whew!

I did it! Scared as I was, I did it. Senior Primary went much better than junior Primary. I got dressed up as Mary. I even got to go barefooted--my favorite way to be. I put L in a big pillowcase with her head sticking out and wrapped the excess around her.

She was so sweet during the first time around, but the second time around (my better time), she was worn out and cried a good part of the time I was singing. I thought for sure once she heard the music she'd stop, but I was wrong.

One of my dearest friends was sitting in the back during senior Primary. I looked back at her right as I finished singing, and she was wiping her red eyes. I was so relieved that I hadn't looked back at her while I was singing.

It was a good experience. Our Relief Society president just had a baby on Monday--a little boy, and she has a GORGEOUS voice. Last night, as I went to bed, I thought of how wonderful it would be to have her do this, but I was grateful to do it. Definitely not as beautiful experience as it could have been with her doing it, but maybe this was just something I needed to do. I'm much more an ensemble kind of singer, so I needed to prove to myself that I could get up in front of a group of people and sing all by myself--something I never do.