I'm sick in bed (with some kind of virus, but not THAT one), binge-watching the final season of This Is Us. That part when they teach little Jack how to play chopsticks on the piano... it really got to me.
My grandma gave each of us piano lessons (my siblings and I, as well as quite a few of my cousins). Ironically, my grandpa was once a concert pianist, but in my younh eyes he was too busy. too serious, and too impatient to play the piano with us children. Grandma loved loved loved music, and she passed that love of music on to her children and grand-children, and subsequently, great-grandkids too. Grandma also had a deep love for the Lord and for people. She was generous to a fault, always optimistic and looking on the bright side. I pray that she would be proud of the lives we are living now.
I miss you this week, Grandma. Thank you for being an example of God's love in my life, and for being a strong prayer warrior for so many others.
