sharing – Julie Anne Taylor

Our family has experienced so many milestones in the past 6 months! From graduations to new homes to new jobs and marriages. There have been so many blessings! One big blessing that I have been praying for over the last several years is Zach, Katie and Parker moving closer to home! This past May they bought their first house and moved their little family from Columbus to Hamilton. Now, instead of being two hours away, they are less than 15 minutes. This has meant lots of pool time with Parker and his parents, and it also brought about Family Dinners! It has always been my dream to have family dinners with all ten of us every Sunday! I love planning and preparing the meal and having everyone come together before we all start the busy week ahead.

Tonight we all gathered at our house for a Mississippi pot roast, mashed potatoes, sweet corn, a fresh baguette, and warm apple crisp with ice cream! As we sat out on the patio enjoying this perfect evening, my heart was so full. I surprised everyone at the table with some question cards that everyone had to answer. Just to spur conversation. To put the phones down and talk. The question was “Which characteristic from someone in your family would you like to have?” Initially, no one jumped in to answer…and I thought my idea might be a flop. But, eventually each person went around the table and named a characteristic from someone else around the table that they wished they had in themselves. There was such beauty in everyone’s responses. Things that we shared – by being “forced” – were things that we most likely never would have taken the time to say to one another in a normal interaction. But hearing the kind words from each other was so touching. Watching my family’s faces light up when someone else pointed out one of their amazing qualities made me realize how important this silly little card was. And how important these weekly family dinners are to me. And to my family.

Last night Chris and I saw Rob Thomas in concert and he sang “Little Wonders,” which of course made me cry. And sitting here tonight after such a beautiful evening with my whole crew I hear the line from that song:

Our lives are made in these small hours, these little wonders, these twist and turns of fate. Time falls away, but these small hours, these small hours still remain.”

These small hours tonight meant the absolute world to me. These people who sat around my table are my little wonders.

When Chris and I were dating, he took me to my first symphony. From that moment, I fell in love with all of it. I love Cincinnati Music Hall – such a beautiful setting, I love learning about the different composers and finding my favorite, and I love getting dressed up and enjoying this special date night. In the past eight years, we have attended countless CSO performances and have become subscribing members. This means we get to see thirteen shows a year. It has become my favorite date night activity, and we have shared so many memories.

Last night we went to OTR and enjoyed dinner before the show. (The Eagle has the BEST fried chicken – ever -sorry Grandma). The show last night was Rachmaninoff’s Concerto 3. I have learned over the past few years the style that I love the most, and I am drawn to Russian composers. Rachmaninoff is my absolute favorite – but I had never heard this particular concerto. Wow. It was the most beautiful piece of music I have ever heard. It literally brought me to tears. I was entranced and got lost in the music.

But the best part of the night, by far, had more to do with the man sitting next to us way up in the Gallery level of Music Hall. As we took our seats, I couldn’t help but notice the cutest little old man right next to us, holding a binder of music! He was looking through the pages and pages of the pieces that we would be hearing in the show. He spoke to Chris about his excitement over hearing the Aaron Copland piece that he had never heard live before. As we waited for the conductor to come on stage, the man was on the edge of his seat – literally sitting on the edge leaning over watching with the excitement of a child on Christmas morning. I could not stop watching him throughout the first piece of music. His smile was ear to ear and grew even bigger with each rising note. At the end of the first piece, “subito con forza” by Unsuk Chin, the man jumped to his feet and clapped with endless energy. He repeatedly yelled “Bravo” and cheered hard for all of the musicians. As the program continued, his excitement and praise for the musicians and conductor grew by leaps and bounds. I wasn’t sure he would even be able to remain in his seat as he listened to Copland’s Symphony No. 3. And he barely did. As the composition came to a thunderous conclusion, my new friend was once again instantly on his feet yelling “Bravo” and even “Amen.” Not just a couple times. I mean for the twenty minute standing ovation. He clapped. He smiled. He yelled. He was joyful. Pure joy. As much as I loved listening to the CSO’s flawless performance of my favorite composer, it didn’t compare to the joy I got from watching this man find so much joy and excitement from this evening. There is a lesson in here for all of us. Find the joy. Truly take in the good there is in this world. Don’t be afraid to share your joy. Get excited! I wish this man knew how much joy I got from watching his joy! I wish I could tell him thank you for the unexpected lessons I walked away with. I hope to carry the memory of this beautiful evening with me for a long time as a reminder to find the joy in all things. And to share that joy.