Before our trip I was feeling a bit nostalgic and decided to look back through our pictures for some early photos of the bigger girls with their violins. They both started playing the Fall they turned four. Oh my word…they were tiny little peanuts.
I can’t even begin to imagine the hours we have poured into those violins. Daily practice. Driving across town to lessons. Saturday morning group lessons. Recitals. Contests. Summer camps.
Every single minute has been worth it when I see them play and really enjoy the music. I know that all of my kids won’t grow to be musicians and that is ok. I don’t expect them to all audition for the symphony or teach orchestra in the schools. But I hope that these years of music will help them to be sensitive, intelligent members of society. People who look for beauty in the everyday.
So here they are…a quick progression of the years poured into music in our house.
It has been quite a journey. One that I am thankful to have shared with the people I love the most. Let the music live on!