My kids have been singing in their school's spring concert in the magnificent Herbst Theatre in downtown San Francisco every year since we moved back to this town in the year 2000.
Tonight, the boys and I landed at SFO in late afternoon, drove to Bernal and collected their little sister, and ended up at the Herbst to watch her and the other kids in her school sing and perform.
She looked radiant up there on stage, even though she has a sore throat and does not feel at all well. She and her cohort sang well, bringing tears to our eyes with a twist on the Beatles' "That Boy," changing it to "That Girl."
Afterwards, her brothers hammed it up with her outside the building, before they went off into the night to attend a premier of a movie, and I took her home to a warm cup of tea and honey to treat that sore throat of hers.
Such are families -- we show up for each other's big moments, happily, and would never be anywhere else.
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