And its a big part of my story.
This is the piano my sisters and I first learned to play. It was our place of expression when we were happy, stressed or upset.
Yes, we're old friends this piano and I.
And now here she sits, in our home.
Adorned with a young picture of my grandmother, and a cheerful little bowl that currently holds all of Hadley's "dol-yers" she begs from her father.
Above the piano are framed four of our favorite hymns... which seemed appropriate with this heritage piece.
And now I am blessed with the great privilege of teaching the fourth generation....
...to sing and make melodies in her heart unto the Lord.
And for that, I am truly thankful.