I was at my husband's office last week. I walked by the stage and saw this serene, beautiful scene with a grand piano, just begging to be played. However, I quit piano lessons after my grandfather died. I was mad at having to take lessons because they had kept me away from spending precious time with my favorite person in the world. In hindsight, I see the error of my ways, but I was 11 at the time.
I wish I could run my fingers all over those keys
and make beautiful music.
3 comments:
it's never too late to start!
I second that. Serenity's piano books make it so easy to teach yourself. Check into. I have been thinking about it too.
I started taking piano lessons in '97. I got into a car accident and was in rehab for a year. Had to quit again. Better reason that time. I started practicing again, then I had a kid. Jason made me sell my keyboard at a yard sale a few years ago.
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