tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243241.post114392451203291268..comments2007-03-07T14:44:12.413-05:00Wordsanctuaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07900640916001052859noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243241.post-1170447916307997452007-02-02T15:25:00.000-05:002007-02-02T15:25:00.000-05:00"Heart-crushing agony of defeat? Over a piano recital? That's a bit too severe. I am a violinst myself and know the disappointment of failing, but it's never that bad. For things like this, I have a goal-setting program that works wonders. I promise myself that after so many days, I'll move forward from the past. Perhaps your son could try it. It might help him feel better about himself.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243241.post-1149972931648499522006-06-10T16:55:00.000-04:002006-06-10T16:55:00.000-04:00This is a lovely essay, Maria. And so on target. Thanks for sharing it. And god bless you and your son.John Ettorrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18229971392235689875noreply@blogger.com