The best music is the kind one creates themselves.

Today I sat down at our upright grand piano for the first time since my mother passed away. It was as if no time had passed at all. My fingers were gliding effortlessly across the keys as I played song after song. It was utterly fantastic. In the quiet of the night, with the house pretty much all to myself-there was only silence. Save for the hauntingly beautiful sound that piano makes as it fills the home and the heart with memories and sounds long missed.