I've also learned that sometimes we need to know when NOT to sing. For example, at a recent ash-scattering at sea, my wiser eyes could see that singing would only have inflamed an already-too-tense situation. In that case, a mere squeak proved to be too much for that occasion. So the song I would have sung went, instead, on a photo-montage of the event.

I can always sing something for/with those folks another time when they are ready to hear more than a squeak. And if I ain't there then-- my voice is not that hard to find. :~)

~Susan