Dealing with Disappointment
I sat with my heart pounding in my chest, just waiting to hear my name called. This was it. It was the moment my future would be decided. Any moment they would take me in another room and let me know my fate. When they finally called my name, I began to doubt if I had done enough to make it. What if I wasn’t good enough? What if my voice was pitchy? What if I had missed a note? Did they know I couldn’t read music that well? “Well Amanda, you didn’t make it. We just didn’t feel like…