Today is the day we take Riley’s cello back to the violin store we’ve been renting it from. I gave her plenty of warning. Allowed her to spend a couple extra days with it.
This morning, when it was time to go, she said from the living room,
“Mom. We can’t take the cello back. She’s sick!”
Walking into the room I saw this,
She looked up at me with sorrowful eyes,
“The A string is loose. The D and C strings are off tune.”
She slumped and sighed, adding, “G is okay.”
It’s sad saying good-bye to a friend. Even if they did give you a shit load of trouble.
Amazing. Sweet and funny and sad all at once. Perhaps cello and Riley will meet again one day and have a better relationship. Here’s hoping.
Oh my! Because Riley has been able to communicate her feelings through the Cello, I am sure she is very sad to be returning it. Maybe she will bind another medium thru which she will be able to communicate her feels, fears and such.
Hugs to Riley
Michelle, does Riley keep a diary? Anything like that? Does she write or draw to get her feelings out? Blogging has done me a world of good. Maybe it’s time to help Riley learn to type? I don’t know; handwriting is hard for me due to fine motor issues, but typing has changed my world. I was about Riley’s age (4th grade) when I learned to communicate via computer, and I’ve never turned back.
Oh, that fine line between comedy and tragedy.
Thinking of Riley, and you all.
Lydia,
Yes Riley does keep a diary, and she is pretty good at typing too, though she doesn’t use it much for writing.
My daughter’s violin teacher, herself an accomplished and respected cellist, once told me that one either is a cello player or one is not. There is no making a cellist, she believed. I wish Riley well in finding just the right instrument for her musical yearnings.
“shit load of trouble” got a large laugh out loud. bittersweet.
Michelle,
You make me laugh. Let’s catch up soon.
Nothing like having your child wear her heart on her sleeve. Precious.
The Kleenex box is killing me. Dead.
Next time I’m proper poorly sick I’m sending for Riley.
cosy – check
tissues – check
and I bet she had music and books there too!
So sweet and sadly funny.