Today we received a beautiful gift. One that we were anticipating but didn't realized how beautiful it would be. This old piano was delivered to our home this afternoon. What wonderful people who just wanted to give it to a good home that appreciated it's beauty and charm. It's keys are worn, a little cracked, one even missing a piece of it's ivory, but the beauty remains. The sound that it makes fills our home with music and as the strings behind the aged wood begin to produce sound it brings me back to my childhood. A similar piano to the one I learned on as a child. One that brought cousins together to sing melodies and harmonies. One that gave joy to my fingers and ears as the beautiful melodies rang out. I sit down at this old piano and want to know it's story. What hands have played lovingly on these same ivory keys. What homes did it fill with the melodies and harmonies of yesterday? A treasured gift and a reminder that although things are chipped and cracked and warn on the outside, the inside is what matters and the beauty if reflects.