Love in a different form...

I have a piano back at my parents house in Utah that I have been dying to bring up to Washington State. But it just hasnt ever worked out.



So instead... my husband found me a piano.



It doesn't look like much... but it is more than that. It is all dinged up and part of it is out of tune.



But this old piano used to be a staple in the cancer wing of Shriners Children's Hospital.



Such history... I wish I knew the cause of every scratch and blemish.