Being useful

I’m generally at my most content when I feel that I am being useful. I remember deciding when I was a teenager that if I couldn’t be popular, then being needed was the next best thing. This thought has pretty much been my life’s motto ever since: it’s when I feel like I have no purpose that I start feeling low. I’ve been playing the piano for rehearsals lately as our rehearsal pianist left and the new one has not yet started and I’ve really been enjoying because I suddenly feel useful again. It’s good to be enjoying rehearsals again.