It was a regular Sunday afternoon. I was in church.
CHURCH, MIND YOU. CHURCH! GOD’S HOUSE.
It was after choir practice and I was helping put music away. I had my precious, immaculate, white, brand-new iPhone XR in my hand. I placed it on a bench, along with my music folder, and turned away briefly to kneel down and grab a stack of music off the floor.
Every year since my brother attended the academy, we would go to the All Academies Military Ball.
My brother is a senior now. Being as it was the last ball we would attend, I begrudgingly drug my vlogging camera (the one I was swearing I wouldn’t touch until next vlogmas) along with me to capture special little clips of the night’s events.
Sundays are always my busiest days. I jump from family to friends, to church, to choir… In the middle of the day, I typically hide away for some much-needed introvert time, but not even that could have prepared me for the night I had.
I watched this vlog and thought, “no wonder I’m so tired today.”