Regular readers of my blog know that First Daughter lives in Switzerland with her father. She comes to visit some weekends and during the holidays, and the rest of the time we talk. Sometimes on the phone, but mostly on Skype. And I love it.
Of course it is not the same as being together. But still, you can see each other, and it adds another dimension to communicating. First Daughter can show me her new haircut or clothes, or what changes she has made in her bedroom. And last night, she played something on the piano for me. She has recently started taking lessons again after a one year interruption, to my great joy. The piece she performed was beautiful, and very moving. And yes, I got a bit emotional. First Daughter told me it was not that amazing and so easy that I could play it, but I do not agree. For me, it was a “moment de grâce”, as we say in French, and I was very grateful technology allowed us to share it.