Wednesday, December 15, 2010, Nashville, TN., 7:29 a.m., C.S.T.~

Dear Journal~

Howdy! It's your (sick) friend, Ronee' Le-Anne Reaux, writing.

I still don't feel great, but all I can do is stay in bed and get as much rest as possible as I try to beat this cold that's invaded my system.  I am tired of staying in bed.  I am tired of sleeping.  I am tired of having everyone wait on me.  I am tired of missing work.  I'm not gonna make any money by staying home!

Yet it's doctor's orders.  I went to see my pediatrician on Monday, and he was the one who told me I need to stay in bed.  So here I am.  BAH the humbug!  I just hope I'm over this crapola by Christmas/my birthday!!

That would be a major bummer if I was still sick on Christmas Day/my birthday!!  That would be the WORST!!

I started with this on Saturday.  I knew right then I wasn't going to sing on Sunday.  By Sunday morning, I sounded more like a croaking bullfrog; I couldn't hit the high notes of "O, Holy Night" if I tried.  Therefore, I had to miss the Cantata.  I hear it was beautiful.  Brittany Popejoy, my "understudy", took my place in singing "O, Holy Night", and maman  and daddy said she did a wonderful job in singing.  Well, bully for her.  I'm glad for her!  I just wish I were the one who was singing! :(

Maybe by next Friday (the 24th), I will be better.  I am scheduled to sing again; our church is having another Cantata (the same one they had on Sunday).  So maybe "O, Holy Night" will be ringing out during the church services.  I can only hope; I absolutely LOVE to sing!!

People know this.  I don't need to tell them that.  It's just that singing is my life; it's all I've done since I was a little bitty girl, and I still want to make music my chosen career.  If not, I want to be a professional author and write inspirational-themed children's books.  In case my music career doesn't pan out, I can always become a writer.  And I love to do both.

I also have responsibilities.  Like getting ready to go to college in Louisiana in the middle of next month.  I am getting excited about it, but at the same time, I'm terrified at the thought of moving away from my family and moving to a new state.  What if something happens to them?  Or me?  What would I do then??  I couldn't bear the thought of moving away and have something terrible happen to my family; I love them all too much!!

Every time I think about this, I start crying.  I hate it! I know I shouldn't be such a worrywart, but the truth is, I am.  I take after my mommy.  I'm just like her in temperament and personality.  Daddy sometimes calls me "Mini-Me", meaning that I'm just like my mom!  LOL

 In the meantime, all I have been doing for the past three/four days is sneezing/snotting everywhere, and my nose alternates between being stuffed up to running like a Russian racehorse, plus my voice is way down here, in the basement; if I were to sing, I'd be singing the bass part.  I couldn't sing soprano if my life depended on it.  I really sound terrible!  So, in addition to resting everything else, I have to rest my voice, too.

Bummer!

Well, I am going to go to sleep.  Seems I have nothing better to do.  I will write in here again soon; just pray that I am over this by next weekend!!  I would greatly appreciate it!  Thanks in advance; I really could use a miracle touch from God about now ...

~Love, your friend in Tennessee, Ronee' Le-Anne.  :(