When looking back on the last few years, I never really made a clear decision to walk away from music. I simply went from the hectic life of a student and performer to analytically minded business school and then I started working and suddenly, in my free time, music became a hobby rather than a life style. I stoped singing in the car and the shower, quite going to concerts, stopped listening to opera. Music faded to the background and while I still listen to music every day, it’s become white noise rather than creating happiness.
In the past few months (and specifically the past few weeks) I have been blessed to see show after show after show, from local productions to Disney and Broadway on Tour, and my heart has exploded with longing to bring music back into my life.





The past few months have been an immense struggle for me, and let me tell you, it has been so relieving, embracing those awful emotions and just singing my absolute heart out while raging, crying, or laughing out loud.
I realized last week just how many people in my life on the coast do not understand my passion for music, and I am ridiculously happy to have a few friends who embrace that passion with me and are pushing me to get back out there again. I don’t think a single person who knows me would be surprised about me enjoying a moment or two in the spotlight. But I’ll admit that broken friendships, career shifts, and heart wrenching breakups have taken a toll on my confidence and how well I am able to seek and find joy.
Here’s hoping for many more coming days of joyful sounds. Be they made be me or just enjoyed by me.

