Here's me and my girl holding hands as I lay by her cot and wait for her to fall asleep.
For the first moment in goodness know when, I stopped my mind from racing ahead and just slowed up and enjoyed. Enjoyed her hand in mine. Her baby music playing softly around us. The faint sound of the World Cup blaring from the TV downstairs. I soaked in the joy and sadness that this too will pass.
It felt really good.
By Ben Giles
I love this about Music.
When it is created and then shared with pure motives, it is like the releasing of beautiful birds born to explore far flung skies, or the throwing of multicoloured confetti on that fateful, life altering day.
I love it when Music is expressed with the hope [not the expectation] of appreciation.
I love it when the releasing of a Sound gives wings to both the creator and the created.
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