New Arrival

I was going to let my mom blog about this.

But I just can't wait.

My generous great-grandfather returned Home this January,

just a few days after reaching 101 years of a frugal, faithful,

hard-working, and fulfilled life.

I realize I have some pretty big shoes to fill.

I was dying of a cold last week {or at least felt I was},

So I stayed home from school for a few days.

After waking up from a much-needed nap,

I came downstairs and squealed with delight when I saw this:

Isn't she beautiful?

 

We're going to call her Bella Notte.

I can't help but smile and sit down to play for a minute every time

I see her sitting in the corner of our living room.

Everyone has been playing lately.

Matthew and Ben ask for lessons.

Lauren has mastered "The Entertainer".

Dad has even sounded out some tunes.

Mom couldn't be happier.

She doesn't do much for herself.

One of the best things has been seeing

her so happy with this new addition in our home.

I've realized how much I really love the piano.

I feel motivated to learn some challenging pieces

because it just sounds so amazing.

No more flat notes, squeaking pedals, sticky and uneven keys,

smoke-damaged wood, or broken music holder.

I loved our old piano in it's own respect.

I learned everything that I know about

playing on that majestic 1920's beast.

But the change is welcome.

Beauty. Love. Music. Joy. Heaven.

Thank you, thank you, thank you, Grandpa.