Last week, after dashing about like a bit of a crazy person, dashing out the door at work to fetch Bookworm from practice to scramble to the salon for her facial... I escorted a fresh-faced gal to her sister's last concert of her High School Career.
I hadn't thought about that until they had finished their first piece. As they launched into their second piece, which was an Elegy, I realized that this was the last time I would sit in that auditorium to hear my daughter play. It was poignant and sad times two. And yes, I cried.
Alas, I didn't get decent pictures. My phone can only do so much in the dark from the back half of the auditorium.
Before it was over, they got the Seniors to stand. There she is, in the front row... blurry. Just imagine you're looking through my teary eyes.