Text Offender (digigasm) wrote,
Text Offender
digigasm

I just found out that my high school choir teacher died a couple of weeks ago. She was often my only source of inspiration and comfort during my troubled adolescence. Her husband is also wonderful. He was my middle school band teacher.

These two people are most responsible for my life-long love of music. And now one of them is gone.

I am so sad.

For years I've been wanting to write them a letter thanking them for believing in me and for having such a positive affect on my life. I talked myself out of it because I thought they would think it was creepy. Now I regret never thanking her.

I feel like a piece of my foundation has cracked. I spent more time with Mrs. Miotke than I spent with my mother. I missed her funeral.

September is now officially my least favorite month. It is the reminder that the cold is coming. Warmth and comfort are leaving.
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