We had dinner with some of our closest friends last night. After we had eaten the youngest amongst us picked up their ukulele and played a classical song, Fur Elise, for us.
It was lovely.
They explained to us how they had learnt to play more delicately (we had noticed this change since the last performance a week or so ago) and proceeded to perform the song even more delicately.
During the performance they had an extremely light and nimble touch.
And we cried.
It was an incredibly moving performance.
The music was beautiful, but what really got me was the utter absorption in the exploration of a delicate version of this song…
And knowing the hours of dedication it took to get to a level of sophistication and refinement of skill to be able to perform in this way…
And knowing that we were trusted to see this exploration as it unfolded.
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