It just hit me recently, that I'm a musician. No really. When people ask me what I do for a living, I can actually reply, "I play the piano." Not, "I wait tables, but really, I want to play the piano."
A year ago, I was hopelessly unemployed, and totally clueless as to how to go about entering the confusing, frustrating world of the music industry. I was questioning my talent, my future, and my prospects. So far in that I actually applied to law school as a "back-up" for when music didn't work out. But somehow, a ballet accompanist job landed in my lap - a position that intimidated me and left me wondering if I was even qualified for it. And after some struggles and much studying and practice, I am comfortable in the job and more thankful for it than ever. It has made me a much better and more professional pianist.
Last night was my first day at work in a beautiful restaurant, not waiting tables, but playing dinner music for its customers. I love this job and can't believe how lucky I am to have been selected as one of their regular performers. I love to watch people's faces light up when they recognize a song I play. They slap the shoulder of the person beside them and say, "I love this song!" And I love that they love it.
And thanks to the help and support of my husband and family, I've been fortunate enough to record an album of my own compositions with Modern Vintage Recordings. I haven't blogged about the progress of this album in a while, but it is going very well. So well. And the finish is near. I would expect it to be complete within the next month or two.
It's hard to believe, but I can't deny it. I'm a musician. It nearly brings tears to my eyes because this is what I have always dreamed of. And so today, as the realization hits me completely, I just have to share my thankfulness.