Flowers in bloom

Early mornings. They can be a blessing in disguise. I am still removing the mask.

I haven't been able to explain, and not sure I will accomplish it now, the value I hold in some of my everyday interactions with people. Yesterday, was an example. In driving home with my sister from an activity I try to do every night, we were joking around about stuff. My daughter mentioned that because she wouldn't be at the B&G club the rest of this week, that she wouldn't be able to finish the gift she was preparing for her cousins birthday this weekend. I said "why don't you write a song?" She said..."how do I do that?" I said "well...you have a ton of instruments, why not pull one out and just start playing. Make it up as you go. The keyboard holds the most experience for you so work with that one first." Well, she took my words to heart and wrote a song for her cousin last night. All I can say is...wow. I was surprised at what she pulled out of her little mind and placed on paper. Such sweet words she put as parody to another tune. She wanted to write her own music but changing the words seemed a better way to progress. I can't wait to see her perform it this Sunday.

She has come a long way this last year in her fear of performing in front of a crowd. It started last year with a small peice she did on Bethoven for the spring concert. This year? She has a part in the school play, singing as part of an ensemble group and a solo in the choir performance. She also wants to join the church choir and the wrestling team (<---an odd one huh? But if it teaches her some moves of self defense, I am all for it.)