I guess I was in junior high–7th grade maybe. We had a co-ed gym class where we did ballroom dancing: waltz, cha-cha, jitterbug. I think it was girl-pick-a-guy. Well, I had a crush on a boy named Tom. I was hoping he’d ask me, but I was too shy–and he did! And we won Best Jitterbug out of the entire 7th grade!
Back then, we “went out” (not really “steady,” of course). We were like boyfriend and girlfriend, but really we just hung out together. I went to high school with him, too, and we became good friends.
Funny story: he ended up marrying a girl named Donna! I think it was our 25th high school reunion when he introduced me to his wife . . . named Donna of all things!
Love goes with passion–for me–and that’s music. Nothing will give me goosebumps more than performing with another person. Periodically, it’s even a mystical moment, a synchronicity of what I’m playing and what they’re playing, when we’re unified.
All of a sudden, I’m off the page, not thinking about what’s on there, and it’s like something else is leading me.
It’s like that with my husband today. Even with the mundane day-to-day, there are times when I somehow get out of my selfish part–and we’re a real pair. Frankly, it’s otherworldly.
This is what differentiates us from the rest of creation.
(Rob’s instruments are his clarinet and his voice. He has played in symphony orchestras like the Milwaukee Symphony and has played with individual artists as well.)