What I Learned from Having Mono
In September of 2012, I got a cold. It was a pretty bad one, but because we had 3 weeks off until our next performance, I couldn’t have asked for better timing. Well those 3 weeks flew by and instead of getting better, I was getting worse. I was so sick I could barely sing, and my whole body was hurting.
I had mono.
I learned that my talents are not really my own.
God gave them to me, and He can take them away in a blink of an eye. All the sudden my talent felt so fragile. And so precious. I was humbled and unsettled and grateful all at once to be reminded of this. Everything I am is in His hands.
In the middle of my illness, my Relief Society president came to my house, sat on my couch, and said, “What are we going to do to help you get better? What’s going to be the most help to you?” After talking it out I discovered that the thing that would be most helpful was having a place for my 4 year old to go every day so I could sleep while my baby napped. In a matter of days, there was a long list of volunteers who signed up to take Gemma regularly for a month. This saved me. My poor kids were in front of the tv all day every day because I could do NOTHING. So this gave my Gemma some fun time everyday--going out to lunch or making cookies with the sweet sisters in my ward. This small act of love made a huge difference for me. I realized that giving even a little can mean a lot.
Lastly, I learned what a blessing being healthy is. I will never take my health for granted again.
Each time I look at the cover of our album, I'm reminded how the journey of making this music "come alive" was simultaneous to me "coming alive" out of my sickness. We came alive together.