An entry from my friend:

I am a quiet person, not that I am quiet, rather I would prefer my surrounding to be quiet, especially after a long trying day at work.

And yesterday was such a day. I had a stress filled day at work followed by an equally stressful drive home in torrential rain feeling tired, smelly and hungry.

We settled down to have dinner and my daughter started playing the piano, banging mercilessly on the keys, making any conversation over the dinner table virtually impossible. I endured it for a while, hoping that she would be done with her routine before I finished dinner so I can have some time to chat with my wife, but she went on and on and on.

Finally I asked my wife (or rather shouted above the din) “Hadn’t she practised this afternoon on her piano?”

To which she replied “She isn’t practising, she is PLAYING FOR YOU!!”

And suddenly, as if by magic, noise became music, and the merciless thumping of amateur fingers on Ebony and Ivory became a labour of love and my tiredness left me. :-)

At the end of my dinner, and her repertoire, my girl turned to me and asked “Did you enjoy your dinner?”

Yes I did, very much indeed.

Thank you Darlene.

Simplicities long gone. May our hearts grow into an appreciation of life so deep we do not let the complications of life's music cloud out the intricacies of life's simple tunes.

Lord, in your mercy, hear our prayer.