Prima Vox Fire & Ice: After

And it was done. We sang my "Fire & Ice" composition as our last piece on the program. There were at least 10 seconds of silence before anyone applauded. And then they applauded and applauded. We'd created such light and such warmth in that space, and from the tears streaming down audience members' faces during the standing ovation, we knew we'd touched them.

We escaped to our dressing room downstairs, crying ourselves. We collapsed together in a hug, the three Voxes and Ursula, not saying anything, just holding each other and listening to the applause still thundering upstairs.

After we blew our noses and repaired our mascara, we ventured upstairs again and were surrounded by the hugs and congratulations of our audience.

Ursula and The Voxes, post-concert.

The winter night had definitely been set aglow.