I headed to California (all alone) to play at my first piano teacher's memorial service.I knew it was important to be at the memorial service to honor her, to pay tribute to the major impact she had on my development as a musician and as a person.
I didn't know that the weekend would end up being so healing and lovely and relaxing and fun and poignant, but I am so so glad it did.
I had my mom and dad to myself for three days for perhaps the first time ever since I was 17 months. That was a treat.
After I flew in to Orange County, my mom and I headed to the temple, and then Dad, Mom and I drove to LA to see Bri & Mike's apartment and Ananda & Matt's apartment. We spent some lovely time visiting, eating, and laughing, and I enjoyed watching baby Celia ham it up in a way I've never seen. She was so fun.
I loved seeing the spaces my siblings and their spouses have created for themselves, and getting a little glimpse into their oh-so-urban LA lives.
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oh we loved seeing you, even if it was so short. The yogurtland was outstanding, though.
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