I'm not gonna lie. As a musician who married an even better musician, I often dream about my little family doing performances together someday. And yet, those hopes are often dashed during practice time when all I hear is how much they hate piano/violin/music/me. Sometimes it seems like it would just be easier to give up on the darn music and not fight about it every morning.
And then one of them will say something that makes me realize it's all worth it.
Like what Bria said yesterday morning:
"I just feel so joyful when I'm playing my violin that I sometimes forget to do the right bowing."
Yeah. We'll just focus in on that joyful bit.
That's what music is supposed to be about anyway--joy.
The bowing will get there eventually.