Of note, Cecelia is no longer in my life. Keeping two cellos, no matter how high the sentimental value of one, became an issue of space. That is, we simply didn’t have it. So, after a couple of weeks on Craigslist, Miss CC found a new home.
I’m so grateful to have had her in my life, without Cecelia I might have never started to play the cello. Raising a glass (of coffee) to Cecelia and my first year+ of cello.