I did it! After procrastinating for years, I finally pulled out an old anthem to accompany Dad’s choir on a sunny Sunday morning.

Long-term travel may be the most fulfilling way to escape. Once ensconced, your home base, real-world worries, and to-do lists fly off like pigeons. That’s only occasionally possible, though, so sanity diversions become essential. Playing music provides one way for me to elude over-thinking (fretting? …pardon the guitar pun!). And I surprised myself by volunteering to accompany my dad’s church choir in Iowa last Sunday.

Do these things…while we still can!

Please understand…I used to be good. But that takes…practice. Doesn’t most anything worthwhile? So working through my part for the anthem became a humbling reminder. Back in the day (a long, long time ago), I could sight-read what now took several days of…practice. Plus some new accessories, amp & gear shifts, and trial/error. 

But of course, the effort was worth every tedious doubt along the way. I sounded pretty dang great, which reminds me to keep playing with that stuff (and those skills) more often. Escape is essential. And sometimes, when life isn’t aligned to do so with a suitcase, a guitar case will do.

As they say in church, keep the faith.