Today I was given the special opportunity to play the piano at another baptism. This time, it was for one of my former Primary children! I was her teacher when she was a Sunbeam. I can't believe Camilla is now eight years old! She and I had a little rough spot one day in class. She never liked to stay in her seat, she caused other kids to be distracted, and she cried a lot for her mom and tried to leave all the time. One day, I had had enough. I took her out of Sharing Time and we were walking the halls. She kept crying that she wanted her mom, over and over. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore - I lost it. I pulled her aside into a room, sat her down on a chair, and I started bawling. I told her that I wanted my mom too, but that she was dead and living with Jesus and I couldn't see her again until I died too. She just looked at me. That day was somewhat of a release for me. I got out my frustrations with her, but I also got out my frustrations with the fact that my mom is gone. We had a good little talk and since then, Camilla and I have been good friends. Her mom, Catia, knows how much I love this little girl and so she asked if I would play for the baptism. I was honored to do so. I hope someday that she will remember me when she is all grown up and gets married. I want to be there for her then too.