I noticed the piano sitting away from the wall more than it used to. It’s out on the floor. It used to be pressed up against the wall out of the way, with the music stand folded down. It was a piece of furniture dusted off every week.
I took piano lessons as a child, but didn’t like being made to do something. I’m still that way, but a couple of weekends ago, as my daughter was leaving the house, she looked at me and said, “Do something special for yourself.” The Rolodex in my mind started flipping through images, but came up empty on something specific.
I’ve created the kind of life where I enjoy everything I do, but what about something for my soul besides writing. Playing piano was a part of my childhood that feels incomplete. My neighbor offered piano lessons a while ago, so I walked inside and sent her a message.
I asked if the offer still stands, and if she’d be willing to give me lessons. She said yes, and we chose a day and time to begin. When I asked whose house she wanted you use, she chose mine and referred to it as a calm getaway.
The piano doesn’t need dusting as often, now that it’s being used. Everyday I sit down to practice, and run my hand across the keys I feel the progress dusting my soul.
Letitgocoach 
I love that you’re taking piano lessons. Another thing I used to do as a child and quit because I was so shy and the recitals were torture. We can always dust off the possibility of our dreams though, can’t we.
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Oh yes. The recitals were awful! I wonder if kids still have those? I made it through one and then I was outta there. Anything is possible darling. It just takes willingness and a large feather duster. 🙂
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I feel the same way about my own musical background. Think about how good we’d be if we had stuck with it all these years! I think it’s great that you’ve decided to pick it up again and I hope playing brings you lots of joy.
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It’s never too late Des. I’m a firm believer in that my friend. I didn’t enjoy most of the things my Mother enrolled me in, but they served a purpose. Some, like the piano, planted a seed. It’s nice to be grownup and get to choose what brings you joy. Thank you! It makes me smile every time, and I look forward to having a ‘real’ piano in my next home. ❤
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