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Some Days, Doing "the Best We Can" May Still Fall Short Of What We Would Like To Be Able To Do, But Life Isn't Perfect On Any Front-and Doing What We Can With What We Have Is The Most We Should Expect Of Ourselves Or Anyone Else.

Music Is The One Art We All Have Inside. We May Not Be Able To Play An Instrument, But We Can Sing Along Or Clap Or Tap Our Feet. Have You Ever Seen A Baby Bouncing Up And Down In The Crib In Time To Some Music? When You Think Of It, Some Of That Baby's First Messages From His Or Her Parents May Have Been Lullabies, Or At Least The Music Of Their Speaking Voices. All Of Us Have Had The Experience Of Hearing A Tune From Childhood And Having That Melody Evoke A Memory Or A Feeling. The Music We Hear Early On Tends To Stay With Us All Our Lives.

The Values We Care About The Deepest, And The Movements Within Society That Support Those Values, Command Our Love. When Those Things That We Care About So Deeply Become Endangered, We Become Enraged. And What A Healthy Thing That Is! Without It, We Would Never Stand Up And Speak Out For What We Believe.

I Like To Compare The Holiday Season With The Way A Child Listens To A Favorite Story. The Pleasure Is In The Familiar Way The Story Begins, The Anticipation Of Familiar Turns It Takes, The Familiar Moments Of Suspense, And The Familiar Climax And Ending.

The Child Is In Me Still And Sometimes Not So Still.