When I was young, I played the piano.
I used to LOVE playing the piano.
I could feel the music as it flowed through me, touching my soul as I played.
It was like no other feeling in the world.
I played Suzuki style piano which means I memorized the music instead of reading it. I loved this because I felt like I was able to concentrate even more on the “feel” of the music. One day however, I was in a large talent show and I forgot my song. I tried and tried to refresh my memory but I couldn’t and because I studied Suzuki, I couldn’t read the music either. I was so embarrassed, it was the end of my little world so I stopped playing.
I refused to touch the piano again until I was 18.
I finally started to crave playing the piano again just months before I left for college. I then got married, moved out and I wasn’t around a piano again for years.
My Mom just recently gave me and my son the piano I grew up with.
So after many years, I am finally learning to play again.
I’m in heaven.
Thank you Mom.
The hard part is, I’m re-learning how to play.
The awesome part is, I’m re-learning how to play.
AND the extra-special bonus is, I get to decorate it.
To start with, I wanted some ambience, of course,
and a beautiful light to read the music by.
Then I decided a few encouraging words might be a good,
and some greenery,
and just because it’s pretty, a soft place for my bum.
I also snuck in a few yummy textures.
(not including my UGLY flooring that will hopefully be gone soon)
I love it.
Wish me luck! I have a long, however grateful, road ahead…
Here is a fun video of the decorating process:
I’m in LOVE with their selection.
Happy DIY’ing friends!
I will see you soon,