The bat mitzvah is over and done with!
My group chanted the festival kiddush blessing last night at temple, and then I came home and practiced my chanting before bed ... and totally panicked because I suddenly couldn't read anything. However, it was simply anxiety-produced illiteracy, and a few deep breaths mostly took care of it.
And then this morning was the bat mitzvah itself. I had sweaty palms the entire morning, and when I sat down after my Torah chanting my legs were trembling such that my knees went completely weak. However, nerves aside, everything went well, and obviously it was a totally friendly and supportive crowd gathered.
My big hope was that I'd be able to enjoy the service itself, since I'd been just hoping for it to be over for a long time. And I did enjoy it at moments, although much of the time I was keyed up about when I was "on" next in the service.
The nice thing is that I was feeling a haze of appreciation for everyone involved, which is a change from the way I felt about some of them during our Sunday morning classes! I was happy to end the experience feeling companionship.
There was a very nice lunch afterward, and lots of people made nice comments to me.
And then I came home and crawled into bed and napped for four hours, although it was a somewhat fretful sleep. I hope that I'll be fully relaxed by tomorrow. We ordered Thai food and watched an episode of Grantchester, and now I'm back in bed. The plan is to finish reading a Charles Todd mystery and then sleep the sleep of the successfully bat mitzvahed. Tomorrow I have oodles of work to do, but the most important part of this weekend is now accomplished.