A Violin Through the Eyes of a Ten Year Old
Part of having children is the challenge of keeping everyone engaged in doing something. Finding just the right blend of involvement, interest, finances, follow-through and overwhelm can be quite the balancing act to say the least. “How much is too much?” “What about too little?” “The Jones’s kids are into everything!” “Am I going to scar them for life if we skip soccer this season?” “Am I a bad mom if we have a night with nothing going on?” And so it goes as we try to navigate this crazy maze of kids and activities.
another thing to add
We had this quandary when Grace asked over a year ago if she could take violin lessons. Violin, really? Our school doesn’t even have an orchestra! Of course, we wanted to say “yes, we are good parents and will support our daughter to the ends of the earth!” but as we looked at our busy life and the activities she was already doing we decided that to add those lessons would overwhelm us all. So we said no, or at least, not right now. It about killed us, and she somehow survived.
After finishing chorus, PE club, Girls on the Run, and a lot of homework and other things she brought it up again this month. With a wide open summer, we were out of excuses and so we said that she could try it out. After a meeting with a very fun head of the lesson school, she and we were very excited for this new adventure.
it’s a Stradivarius
After her first lesson they loaned her a violin, a real beater with someone’s name carved in the top of it. You would think this was a Stradivarius, the way she looks at it, the way she treats it with great care, her fascination with the clips to hold the case closed, all of it.
the truth of it all
It has reminded me why I have tried to say “Yes” to my kids as often as I can. Why we as parents make so many sacrifices. Why we want the world for our kids. Why we sit through hours of practice. Her wonder, her enthusiasm, her seemingly boundless optimism about this new adventure remind me that anything is possible. That the dreams Mike and I had when we first got married are not out of our reach. That the setbacks are only temporary, and that we are there to remind each other that this wonder of familyness is the greatest adventure of all.</p