Mothers Day

In the midst of projects and living, I forgot about Mothers Day. My mom knows that I'll do something for her like make some earrings or whatever, so I called mom on Saturday to let her know that I was behind on such things. She'd rather I take care of my kids, practice, save my money anyway, so she understood...

Sometimes things just work together. and I solved the problem in a creative and hopefully satisfactory manner. My church records our Sunday services and posts the sermons on their website. In addition, they make a few cd's available of the entire service, including the music.
On Mothers Day, I was pleasantly surprised that along with the sermon, I had in my hot little hands, a rather nice recording of me playing the Arioso that Sunday. I knew I played okay...a few questionable notes...not the tone I've always dreamed of...adequate for a country church...However, the recording sounded a lot better than I thought. I'm pretty sure they don't "tweak" the performances when they burn the cd's, so I'm kinda pleased it. I dont' have the best instrument, but I made some pretty nice sounds, dynamics, good vibrato...wow...In the middle of working, mothering, wife-ing, finishing a quilt, cleaning, (not) cooking...I managed (with the help of God), pull off a nice little rendition that day. And, I got it all on CD.

Sunday afternoon, I was inspired to give my mom something that might just mean a lot more than card or flowers. I emailed her a copy of my performance. I know it sounds kind of silly, but my mom has nurtured, encouraged, supported, inspired, financed, etc. my cello playing for nearly 35 years! I can't give her a professional recording of me playing at Carnegie Hall, but this is something that means a whole lot to both of us...a symbol something we have always shared. In spite of the world and all hits blessings and curses, I'm still playing...enjoying the gift my mom gave me. My mom is 70 years old and still teaches and plays her violin and she gave me a great legacy to share.