I love this piece by Samuel Barber. I love it. It moves me to tears. It helps me reflect. It allows me to be sad. It reiterates that in life and in music - dissonance always resolves! Your daddy played this for me at your birth. It was perfect. I secretly feel selfish because I want this piece to be just mine. I don't want to share it with dead presidents and royals or hollywood movies and cliche tv moments. I don't want to share it with anyone else, knowing full well that they love it just like I do. You see, it was composed just for me. And, I want to give it to you, so that when you listen to it you can make it your own. You and I sat in the audience of the community band during a rehearsal one day! You were mesmerized by every movement and every sound. Your little fingers would move ever so slightly - as if you were imitating a musicians' hand movements in play. Your jovial bounce was surprisingly on beat! I'll admit - I got teary eyed watching your love of music cultivate. That little seed has been planted. Music is a universal language and it soothes the soul and it does every cheesy thing that people claim it does. I truly love it!
-Mamá
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