I guess it’s “one of those mornings.” I asked my coffee pot to brew me something lovely without actually putting any water in it. But I did just scarf down a piece of Chocolate Snack Cake. It’s all good.
So here’s what I’m thinking today for Photography Friday:
A long time ago,
marriage, babies, and my own hearth and home
travels, tours, and puddle-jumping
pacing feet, sweaty hands, and stomach aches before going on stage in college
the waste of time that was “dating”
youth group, swim team, and the X Games
I was a 12 year-old nerd who loved classical music. I used to sit on my bed with a slender grey radio and tune in to the classical station. Sometimes the music was so powerful and beautiful, I could feel my spirit soar right up out of my head and try to take off for the sky.
heartaches and breakups and meeting my one true love
finding and losing many, many friends
agonizing over leaving a church home
giving birth twice
and all kinds of other life experiences,
I’m still the 12 year-old nerd who loves classical music – the retreat, the height and strength and whimsy of it. And no matter how busy I am right now, it will always be there waiting for my soon-to-be-30-something fingers.
Finally, it doesn’t matter that my childhood diary said “I WILL be a concert pianist, and NO ONE is going to stop me!” or that my college piano professor said “We both know you’re not the cream of the crop.”
What matters is that I love the music and will play it for my sons and my Sweet Babboo. My kids will hear Beethoven, Rachmaninoff, Chopin, and Debussy, and I will invite them with each private concert to enter that world of beauty.
Long live the nerdery.