The entire family came to see us this past weekend. Everyone is home already so I put some pictures together to console myself. I also played a version of Chris Tomlin’s “How Great is Our God” – the ubiquitous praise song that was on my mind when I woke up. (Side note: “How Great is Our God” is owned by sixsteps/Sparrow Records. It’s not mine – I just couldn’t get it out of my head when I woke up.) I spent a week hotly anticipating the moment when I could get near a piano. Being unable to walk was not a huge mental leap for me since if I was not in bed I was in a wheelchair, but hearing myself play for the first time was truly devastating. That’s why I was so sad when Mommy told me to stop avoiding the piano and practice more. (She gave me a pink pig timer, “Fred,” to assist me in this regard.) So I played a version to go along with the pictures so you can see/hear the progress. I also trimmed a clip of my hospital attempt of “How Great…” – it goes on for a long time since I doggedly pecked at the keyboard, expecting good things to happen, but they didn’t. And since I can’t bear to watch me try for so long, I won’t make you do it, either.
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