As I listened to my mother play the piano today, I realized even more how much music is the way she shares who she is. It is more than playing the notes or exercising her fingers and hands. It is more than staying mentally active. As the music ebbs and flows, my mother expresses who she is. Her passion comes through in the allegros and adagios, the fortes and pianissimos of each piece. She bears her soul. It is beautiful and I am blessed to witness it daily.

I Found God today witnessing my mother in her music.