My grandfather died when I was a teenager, and I remember how broken everyone was. I remember thinking often back then about the times I spent with him and thought about how my (future) children wouldn’t ever get to know him. That broke my heart. Fast forward to me now being a mom of four! I was so thrilled when Sam decided last year that he wanted to play an instrument and he chose a trumpet. How exciting for me! As his grandfather was a trumpet player. We still have my grandfather’s trumpet in our family. And Sam has been using it this year! He is in band as well as taking private lessons. How exciting to experience his first music recital performance! I know his great grandfather Papa Nadeau would be so proud.
Beautifully Blessed 