My daughter plays guitar. She plays it extremely well. Since her mom and I separated I have not had opportunity to hear her play that much, as she practices at home and usually doesn't bring her guitar with her when she comes to visit. She has performed for us at Christmas and such, but usually I only get to hear her play at the Performer's Club that she participates in. So it was quite the thrill when she brought her guitar to her last visit and practiced a song.
I have always loved guitar music. This surprises me as my father was the one who played guitar in my family and, as most of you know, our relationship sucked. But the sound of really good guitar playing has always soothed me. It's not the strumming and chords and stuff that does it. Anyone can do that. It's the picking of a soft and gentle piece of music that makes my heart want to sing with joy. I am so glad that my daughter has found that she enjoys playing it. Hopefully this will be something that I get to hear now and then for the rest of my life.
Blessed Be
Trent
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1 comment:
How beautiful - for you both!
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