Nine

It was her sixth grade piano recital. Wearing a beautiful white lacy dress Brenda made for her, she was on stage reheasing the Moonlight Sonata. There was such a look of intensity and concentration on her face. Her ability to focus on a task is pretty remarkable (must be from her mother's side of the family!), and she pours herself into whatever she is doing at the moment. The music was beautiful, the familiar chords falling into place just as they have around the world since Beethoven wrote it in 1801. But it's her face even more than the lovely music that her dad is thinking about on day nine.