I love having my grandmother's piano in our house. She passed away when I was just 11, and left her piano to me way back then. It took 20 years, but the piano finally made its way into my home. I'm not sure if she could have envisioned my children's little fingers playing the piano, but what a joy it is for me to see it. Sunshine grabbed her new book (which is wonderful, I highly recommend it for transracial adoptees!) all by herself, propped it up on the piano, and started playing away. It was such a sweet moment, I'm so glad I captured it.
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