So, I went for it. CW started singing with me, and she had a beautiful voice. When the song ended, she said, “That’s the first time I’ve ever heard you sing. You have a nice voice. You should try out for the choir.” I was caught completely off guard. Not only didn’t she make fun of me, but she actually encouraged me to share my voice with the world. Now, she could have just been polite, but it was the response I needed.
After that, I started being more bold, singing in front of other friends. And every one of them took the opportunity to sing along with me. It’s like they were waiting for me to go first. Like my vulnerability gave them courage. I know I’m not a superstar, but I also know I’m not the worst singer on the planet. And my courage has grown and grown.
I sang in front of an audience a few years ago, which was my only “public” concert (one song at my father's church). But mostly I sing at the house for my son. Lucky for me, he loves to sing too, and I think my example gives him courage. My mom brags about my voice and tells me all the time that I sound good, although she might be a little bias. But it doesn’t really matter, because my experience has been one of love and encouragement. I didn’t need to be afraid to share my passion for singing. And now I share it with people whether they want to hear it or not!