This last weekend, I was able to go visit my great grandparents in their retirement home in South Jordan. They have only lived there for about a year, but they have already managed to heavily influence some of the things that happen there. Last Christmas, they gathered many of their children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren to put on a Christmas talent show for all of their friends living in the retirement home as well. This year, they decided to put on yet another holiday spectacular with their family.
My cousin Madison and I had prepared a song to play -- me on the piano, and Madison on the violin. However, only days before the Christmas spectacular, the piece fell apart. We searched and searched for another piece of music, but couldn't find any that were worthy of playing. Luckily, only an hour before we had to leave, we were able to find two song arrangements that would work perfectly. We rehearsed for about 20 minutes, and were off in a flurry to perform join our family.
Sitting in the retirement home, we listened as several of my family members sang songs, played chimes, recited poems, and played their instruments. Music is my family's way of sharing joy with other people. At home, my mom and I always had recitals at several retirement homes around Christmas time, and that was something I was really missing this year. Just being there feeling the joy brought through music and seeing how happy it made everyone brightened my day. I noticed how important music had been in my life, and how much I loved to share it. Even though the songs that my cousin and I performed were a little rough around the edges, it was worth sharing because it made so many other people happy.
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