JMJ *I have a confession to make. I am one of those parents that is living vicariously through her child, and that child is Sabrina. The dictionary defines vicariously as: felt or enjoyed through imagined participation in the experience of others. Yep. That is me!
Ring the School Bell 125/180 Days
Sabrina was more than a little anxious to attend the music department social at Cal State University Northridge today, where she would meet the department chair of music, as well as other prospective music students. Parents were invited also. Yay! We were all treated with catered bakery treats and excellent coffee.
While there, we met David the drummer, and Amanda the jazz vocalist, who immediately became our best buddies for the morning. Later in the afternoon, there were to be music auditions, and this being the last of Sabrina’s piano auditions this school year, she felt quite confident. This I was not invited to, as it was part of the student selection process. In a few short weeks we will know the outcome. CSUN is our local university, and is thus not quite as exciting as the other universities on Sabrina’s list (according to Sabrina), but she still gave it her best shot at the audition and felt good about her performance audition.
I have a confession to make. I am one of those parents that is living vicariously through her child, and that child is Sabrina. The dictionary defines vicariously as: felt or enjoyed through imagined participation in the experience of others. Yep. That is me! After this year, all this audition drama will be over, so I am enjoying it to its fullness while I can!
You see, growing up I desired to learn to play a musical instrument, oh so badly. But there was no money for lessons of any sort. And, unfortunately, I wasn’t gifted enough to learn much on my own either. When I wanted to join the school band and learn the flute in middle school, my parents indulged me instead with a recorder, and I must say, I did finally reach a level of proficiency where I could play a few entertaining tunes in front of the guests. “Annette will play her recorder for you!” my parents would announce to the company, after a nice dinner together. Years later, I taught myself a little mandolin, an instrument which was basically a decoration in the house.
While these were fun experiences, I wanted my kids to have more of an opportunity in this area. While many of our friends were forking out money for private school, we chose to spend some of our money on fine art instruction instead.
Consequently, the experience of seeing Sabrina excel in piano, and audition with confidence, is an exhilarating experience for me also. I definitely feel blessed that I can share this adventure with her!
Any other vicarious-prone moms out there? I am guessing I am not alone?
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** Note to the Reader- Today’s narrative is an excerpt of our family’s school journey from a few years ago, during my eldest daughter’s senior year in high school, a rather emotional year, with its many ups and downs.
May God shower blessings on your family as he has on mine. Annette