Glendale College Choir Concert

Sometimes, you do things as a parent, that you aren't sure about. You want your kids to experience, to try, to work...and see if they can find the things that they are passionate about. That is why you sit at ball practice, drive to early band and chorus practice, read poems, admire paintings, pitch balls, hold screwdrivers, drive to golf courses-both for players and for newspaper writers, all, hoping that they each can find that something that they love. As I sat and listened to Kayty's choir concert...as I thought about how she is kind of a tough nut to crack, and she sometimes seems more negative than positive, and then I looked up on the stage, and saw this:

My daughter (the one with the pink hair) came alive...smiles...gladness...yes, passion. She LOVES music. She LOVES to sing. She LOVES the piano....Oh, how thankful I am for sitting at a girls' softball game, and hearing of a new performing arts charter school, and of getting through the early years of a charter school, with changes in directors and principals. Oh, how thankful I am that we listened to the Spirit and patiently endured the changes, for our Kayty found her love there, and she wouldn't have found it anywhere else.