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Reaching an Octave

My mom sat down to play the piano today, laid her fingers on the keyboard and exclaimed, “I can reach an octave!” We were just talking yesterday about how I am unable to do so and how my mother hasn’t been able to for years. Suddenly, for whatever reason, she was able to today. Her practice session was amazing and full of life. It was a little victory that we all celebrated.

I Found God today in the little victory of my mom being able to reach an octave.

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