Went to youngest child's end of year choir concert at Concert Hall. Sat by myself in the second from front row, managed to stay sitting despite anxiety attack (people! large space! sitting still is never a good thing, what I am supposed to be doing with this time!!!!) and very painful seats. Dragged out crochet and pretended to crochet in the dark for the second half - much much calmer with it in my hand.

And youngest had a solo, and was right in front of me. Solo was beautifully done, and I'm very proud of zer.