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July 07, 2007


Because of cerebral palsy, I've spent a lot of my life being told all of the things I couldn't do. One thing I've wanted to try since elementary school is play the cello. I love the rich tones that cellos produce. The elementary school orchestra teacher told my parents I "Wouldn't be able to keep up". So that was that.

Through the years I've dabbled with several instruments, but cellos keep calling to me. It isn't my birthday or any other gift giving holiday, but yesterday my Sweet Benny ordered a brand new cello for me, along with some instruction materials.

At first, I was excited. Then, uncertainty came as a flood. I asked Benny in horror, "What if I REALLY can't learn to play it?

Kaity had been sitting with us, reading. She looked up from her book and calmly responded, "Well, then I'll learn to play it, so you can still have the music."

I have been blessed with the most wonderful daughter in the world! At 11 years old, she has more kindness and compassion than many adults ever have.

She had a cold in this picture but she's growing into a beautiful young woman both inside and out.


Posted by Angi at July 7, 2007 01:27 AM


This post made me cry.

Posted by: Working Girl at July 8, 2007 09:21 PM