Bluebird

Oil on board
8x8 with balck floater frame.
 
My older daughter is constantly humming or singing quietly to herself.  
 
A hidden talent that she shared with the world when she was 14 in her first musical.
 
About a month before graduation she sang at a talent show with her peers.
 
Of course we were going, but she never told us what she was performing.  In fact, she never sang in front of us.  The car and shower were her preferred rehearsal space.
 
The first time I heard this song was that night:
 
"And so, here we
go, bluebird
 
Back to the sky on
your own
 
Oh, let him 
go, Bluebird
 
Ready to fly, you 
and I
 
Here we go"
 
Nothing prepares you for the first born to take flight.
 
Even though I wasn't ready, she was.
 
 
Music reference: Bluebird by Sara Bareilles