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June 10, 2017
Growing up, I had three primary therapists: Bach, Beethoven, and Rachmaninoff. My hour or two a day at the upright piano in the family room of my childhood home became a sanctuary of sorts for me. I practiced scales, cadences, and arpeggios until they were perfect, because rhythm–that sweet pattern between sound and silence–was something...

Therese Borchard
I am a writer and chaplain trying to live a simple life in Annapolis, Maryland.

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