Last Friday night my wife and I attended a concert (A Twist of Blues) at the Utah State Fair.
Our friend, CJ, is one of the guitarists and, as usual, played the guitar with gusto and skill.
Towards the end of the concert, CJ walked off the stage and into the audience. He had noticed his baby girl dancing in the aisle with a huge smile on her face. He walked to her, picked her up in one arm and conitinued to play his guitar with his left hand.
I was stunned at his consideration and love for his daughter. He thought more on her happiness than on his own performance.
Nothing blocked his love of family. Not his hobby. Not his passion. Nothing.
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