Forgive me momentarily for straying from my usual posts. This afternoon, my family and I just so happened to be walking into our hotel lobby when we noticed a woman playing the cello in the cafe area. Of course, I wanted to stay and listen.
This woman moved me to tears. Her performance included Ave Maria, Libertango, several arrangements of well known Disney pieces, and Arioso, a piece I keep dear to me. Granted, she made mistakes, and seemed to allow her nerves to get in her way, but I could hear her for who she was and what she was trying to express. Even the pianist accompanying her enhanced the performance tenfold.
I am still in shock at how gracious she was when I came over to thank her after the performance. She was very humble, and she forgave me for my limited Japanese.
Above all, I wish she continues to play and communicate with the wonderful universal language of music.
((Idk, don’t listen to me, I’m being obsessive and sentimental. And I didn’t have coffee this morning.))