A while back, the girl picked up the trombone.  Her other choices for an instrument to learn in 5th grade were the flute or clarinet.  I suspect she got assigned the trombone because of her height.  It fits her personality – bright, strong, and loud.  I also told her that the trombone is versatile (jazz, symphonic band, orchestra).

I suspect her skill level will be approximately close to mine.  Needs a lot of practice, repetition, and failure to get up to speed.  She’s the less musical of the two (at least for now).  Her singing arcs toward mine – in the off-key direction.

But like me, she will play with heart.  I have a picture of her singing Let it Go at a church retreat talent show.  Could hear her even when not in the room.  It’s not the most in tune, but she is all in, all out.  You know it’s her.

I’m going to slip this in here – I manage to sneak in a stanza from U2s With or Without You into a worship song at church.  After the service, a dad comes up wanting to introduce his daughter to me.  He inquires whether I knew of her.  I did.  Soft eyes and all.  But back then, it was already the girl I lit the candles for.