What a week

I just want life to be like this forever. These weeks come very rarely, but when they do it is sheer bliss. Great things happen to you, and they surprise you one after another. You receive astonishing awards and compliments. You experience joy and fun times with those you love. You achieve spectacular goals. These are the times when it seems nothing can bring you down.


This past week has been amazing for me. I feel as though everything that has happened to me has been at worst, normal. I had a pretty good idea of what the week had in store for me, and it was promising. It began with simple rehearsals but then came Tuesday morning. It was an exciting day; I was inducted into the prestigious National Honors Society. Another added surprise 'bonus' came along with the honor and exciting times. I had been told a week ago, by a good friend, that my name had already been chosen by a current member to induct me so they could not do it themselves as they were planning to. I had no clue that it was. When I got up on to the stage I would have to make a split decision as to whether I like this person, and whether to go with a hug or handshake. My name was called and none other than the friend who had told me my name was taken walks on to the stage. It is just like him to pull something like this. It was indeed a pleasant surprise. The next day I had rehearsals and meeting galore, but they held good news. In the rehearsals we were preparing for our OMEA State contest and in the meeting I was informed of the process I will have to partake in to become a field commander next year. Pure excitement for the future developed about the time of those meetings. Good things arrived by mail as well. I received my acceptation into the All Ohio State Fair Youth Band! I will live at the fair for two weeks to rehearse, make friends and perform! Another great honor and opportunity given to me this week. The last day of this week began with a trip with some of the marching band to the opening of a Wal-Mart. It was a little strange marching through the clothes, electronics and grocery section. It was almost like a very strange dream, but it was a fun time and we received a monetary reward. We went off to breakfast where we enjoyed each others company and relaxed away from school. I only had to go to three classes because we then began rehearsal for State Contest scheduled for 4:30 that afternoon. We then loaded onto busses and headed off. I was so incredibly nervous but we played our very best. It all paid off, because we got that I (superior) rating that Mr. Sewell deserved and did not get in the marching band season. I ended the day with a bus ride home with some really great guys.

Weeks like these make you wonder, what did I do to deserve such great things and such a good week? Perhaps I do not deserve it at all and it is just a gift. Thoughts can also reside on the other side of the spectrum: Is this the calm before the storm?

Even throughout all of the amazing times that happen over the course of a week, the image of the hard times, waiting on the horizon like a dark storm, sits in the back of the mind.