Two Voices, But Just One

My sister came up to the cottage for her day off today. And I got the other half of my voice back.

I come from a musical family. If there isn't music playing, there is music being created, be it through voice or instruments. My sister and I used to sing in public on a regular basis, and people would ask us if we sang together often. That was usually the point where they didn't know we're sisters. When we're together, there is rarely a moment when we aren't singing together and there seem to be no limits to what we will sing.

We have a favourite song that tends to get sung at the cottage and we sang it while holding children and drying dishes tonight. For that moment, it didn't seem to matter that we haven't sung together in weeks. It didn't matter that we didn't really remember all the words at every point. It didn't matter that our voices are extremely different when it comes to training, range and quality. In all the moments we were singing, there weren't two voices in the cottage. There was only one.

It's strange to fit back into something so simple in my life so easily. I never expected to be able to do something like that. I tend to think that the things I leave behind will be hard to return to and that means it's easier to just not go back. If I did that though, I would miss out on finding my one voice. My voice would constantly be separate instead of part of something else that way it was with my sister.

We sometimes worry about losing our individuality when we partner someone else. We worry that we won't get the credit for the good job we did. We think we risk losing ourselves and not being able to get that back. We don't seem to realize how incredible it is to get lost with someone else. To blend to the point where you're not sure where either one of you is. It's an addicting and exhilarating feeling.

I lost my voice tonight. There were two voices at the beginning of the night, but I heard only one.