One of the treasures that we managed to evacuate from our home was Alex's acoustic guitar -- a guitar that my father bought me when I was about 12, and the first guitar Alex learned to play. (Alex's electric guitar is still in the house, but we put it high on a shelf in a closet, and as far as we know, it's safe.)
Today, Alex had her first guitar lesson in a couple of weeks with her teacher, Leland, via Skype. This is one of the songs he's currently teaching her, and I have to say it was lovely sitting in the other room listening to her play.
And the lyrics seem particularly appropriate.