At the end of this teaching week I've never been greeted by something so firmly. Something that made me leave my studio lamenting. Wrapped in itself, what greeted me at the end of my teaching week is that music really is a gift. A gift to us from God and a gift that we can give to others. I had that conversation after a student of mine started crying. I think she's overwhelmed by school and other things perhaps but it was during the conversation of how good she is at singing, but how![]()
