Not fair

As I look into my daughter's beautiful expressive eyes, it strikes me that her range of expression is so, so very limited. I know that she has beauty and poetry that's waiting to get out. That's just who she is. After I wad done practicing tonight it hit me that I am so blessed to have so many forms of expressin open to me, my engineering, my writing, my guitar, trombone, and newfound love of violin. It's not fair that a person whose basic characteristic was to be expressive (ask me about "song prayer" sometime) is now so limited. My heart bursts with the feeling that this world needs to hear what she has to say. That she can (and already has) make a difference for the better in this world.