Earlier this week, while JM was at work, I waited not-so-patiently for the truck to deliver our baby.
JM grew up with a piano in her home. Almost every time I visited her family, someone was playing the piano...usually her.
And now she's got a piano of her own!
I couldn't wait for her to get off work. And I'm totally shocked she didn't get a speeding ticket on her way home.
When she sat down to play, it was beautiful. It reminded me that she really hasn't changed much since I first met her...and that's a wonderful thing.
Here she is playing a song she wrote for me many years ago when she was in college.