<p>We leave tomorrow for Ohio, for D's senior recital. Last kid in college, and it's almost over. (Made the last tuition payment this month!) She's played violin since she was 6 - nearly 16 years. It's the end of an era.</p>
<p>She has appreciated the opportunity to devote herself to music for four years, and has admitted that she wished she'd gotten the "passion" sooner. She's good, but she's not at a level to make full time income on performance, so once she graduates, she will be pursuing something else.</p>
<p>I expect that I will occasionally hear her play in church, or perhaps someday she will join a community orchestra or chamber group. But life as we have known it is coming to an end, and it's a real bitter sweet feeling. No longer can she avoid doing things she doesn't want to because she "has to practice!" She will probably be able to buy plane tickets now without worrying about what they'll do to her violin. She is faithful and diligent about practicing, but once she doesn't have to, I expect it to become merely a hobby at best.</p>
<p>I am looking forward to the recital. One of her brothers arrived today. The other will arrive just before the recital and leave just after. He's written one of the pieces she is playing, and is coming in to accompany her, then heading out to an audition. She's also playing Bach's Chaconne, Saint Saens Sonato #1, and Ferdinand the Bull (with a drama student helping out.) I can't wait. An aunt, uncle, two cousins, and two grandparents will also be attending.</p>
<p>Most of you here are just beginning the journey. Enjoy it; it goes so fast! Seems like we only just finished agonzing over which college she should attend! Now we get to start wondering what she'll do next.</p>