I am so lucky. Every night around the same time I get to hear my youngest belt out show tunes. I’m sitting in my studio working or reading and I hear the shower crank on and then the wonderful melodies come floating up the stairs and into my space. She has so much emotion in her voice. She’s always been moved by music (she cried whenever we sang the Doxology—she said the music made her feel sad) and now as her voice matures, she’s putting such richness into each and every note. Such beauty.