You may or may not know this about me. But, my passion is music. Once upon a time, I started taking lessons when I was in 1st grade. I kept this up until my senior year of high school. My teacher got me involved in several Piano Guild's and competitions. I even played for 2 weddings while I was in high school.
Then I went off to college.....
I had a music scholarship for trombone with the Wind Emsemble. This was great, but extremely time consuming. 3 hour rehearsals 3 times/week, plus sectional rehearsals 1/week. With nursing being the degree I was pursueing, I chose to quit band.
Not having access to a piano, I just kind of let go of it.
However, no matter what - upon visiting home -- my sister Lisa & I battle for "piano time". For we both have a strong love for playing piano!
Well, for the past year or so - this "loss" has been hard on me. Seriously. Every week in church, I cry real tears. I miss piano so much.
This weekend, we went to Phoenix for the Diamondback's game. We always go with Ryan's boss & wife. We stay at the house of a man who is a supplier to my husband's company. He has a gorgeous house filled with incredible antiques.
I happened to notice a beautiful, breath-takingly beautiful, piano. So I asked about it -- and QUITE the story goes along with this piano. The story will come another day on that one ;)
But he offered I play. Now, the piano hasn't been tuned in about 10 years. So needless to say, it didn't sound the greatest. So he pulled out an electric keyboard so I could put on a mini concert.
Well, that turned into -- 1 1/2 hours of me in the living room re-connecting with the piano and sipping wine. He was absolutely overjoyed to see someone taking appreciation. And Ryan was overjoyed to see me get back "in-touch" with an old love: the piano.
So, the next morning we packed up our stuff, and headed home. The whole drive, Ryan seemed very anxious to get home and unpack.................
I was dreading it.
Until we get home, and he says "Go in the house and unpack our bags - I need to work on something in the garage!"
Until I hear him yell, "Abby, come in the garage - I need help getting some stuff out of the trunk."
I come out to the garage to find the electronic keyboard, with about 10 books worth of piano music!!!
This surprise brought tears to my eyes!
So, I am in quite a happy place lately. After a tense, long day of clinicals -- it is incredible to come home and just "pound the ole' ivories"!!
It's not a real piano, but it's exactly what I need to get back into things!
So I am happy as a clam these days!