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Congratulations (Again) To My Amazing Daughter

Teresa

Teresa

Earlier this month, I congratulated my daughter on lettering in high school varsity cross country as an eighth grader. Teresa has again amazed me by qualifying for Kentucky All-State Choir. She sings soprano in her middle school’s choir. I wish I had video to share with you, but even if I did, I’m not sure she’d let me post it here.

I have always believed that, among my four children, Teresa would be the one to end up on stage. I’m not sure if this is so much intuition as it is that my impression is colored by the fact that she was born “on stage” in a sense. Her birth was witnessed by a great many nursing students. The doctor who delivered her asked me for permission to let them watch her birth, as part of their training, and I agreed.

Teresa also recently won third place in a national short story competition. Here at home she plays the piano. She’s quite a social gal and has many friends who love her (though not as much as I do!!!) She’s consistently an honor roll student and a big helper to me around the house. Once, when I was very ill and unable to get out of bed, Teresa prayed over me and blessed me with holy water. I was soon feeling much better and out of bed.

I am rather a broken person, but my kids are proof to me that God’s strength is made perfect in weakness. Through the Passion of Our Lord comes many graces, and Teresa is certainly proof enough of that to me, as are all of my children.

Again, I have no video of Teresa, but I did find this lovely video of Kentucky All-State SSA Choir, 2011, singing Crossing The Bar. Teresa will be performing in black evening gown, as you see in this video, albeit with her middle school peers. I hope you enjoy this. We sure do.

Lyrics:

Sunset and evening star,
and one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
too full for sound and foam,
when that which drew from out the boundless deep turns again home.

Sunset and evening star,
and one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea.

Twilight and evening bell,
and after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
when I embark;
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
when I embark;

For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place
the flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
when I have crossed the bar.
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
when I have crossed the bar.
Face to face,…
Oh, I have seen my Pilot face to face
Across the bar.

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