Sunday’s concert was a tremendous success. I’ve been putting off updating the blog because I don’t know how to express my gratitude to everyone involved in planning it and volunteering their time to make it all work, to those who performed, to those who donated bake sale items, raffle items, t-shirts, buttons and bracelets and to the many people who came to support Ana, or who showed their support by donating money or buying tickets even though they couldn’t be there. Thank. You.
It was a packed house!
And there were surprise gifts, like this t-shirt and hat that Ana is modeling from the officers and staff at Ulster Correctional. (They also gave us an EXTREMELY generous donation.) My thanks go out to all of you!!
And of course there was music. Here’s a shot of John Hughes (left) and Dean Jones (right) from Dog on Fleas.
And two of the Felice Brothers…
And Ana, singin’ her song with Debbie Lan on keyboard and Jim playing drums.
And the Trapps were on last (but not least)! Unfortunately I didn’t get a picture of them because we had to leave pretty soon after Ana performed (she wasn’t feeling well), but here is a picture of Sean Schenker (left) and Josh Roy Brown from the performance they did on Friday at Radio Woodstock.
Sunday was one of the most amazing days of my life. It was wonderful and bittersweet. My heart felt broken and also full of love at the same time. Is that even possible? Thank you to Team Ana (Janne, Amy, Sean, Liz, Loretta and Stefan) for organizing this event. Thank you, Debbie, for working on Ana’s song tirelessly, and running around like crazy to make this happen for Ana on Sunday. Thank you to High Meadow School for hosting it and thank you to everyone who came to make it such a success. And to the bands – thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!
Here is a copy of the poem I read while up at the microphone with Janne:
You are Ana who sings
with a strong voice
my little songbird
your fragile resolve is so fleeting
I am the one who hears
in this big place
with ears of truth like corn
rows & rows of it
blocking our view of the road
all flatness and despair
until you sing
and in my head I sing with you
hitting the high notes with ease
at last remembering the melody,
but I am outside of that place
afraid my teary-eyed pride will startle you
like a sparrow in the brush
forced to take flight
and only for a note, a word, the smallest melody
because you are my baby
I can listen to you sing and sing and sing
I was riding the imagined cadence of your voice
long before you were born
And here’s a video of Emily singing “Simple Gifts”
We’re off to Columbia Presbyterian tomorrow for three appointments to begin the process of getting Ana listed for transplant. She’ll be meeting with the pediatric hepatologist, a social worker and a nutritionist. I’ll post an update about what they say (particularly about when we can expect to get her listed on for transplant) when I can.
I hope everyone has a very happy holiday!