Week 5: Something someone gave you
I’m writing this post much later in the week than usual because I’ve been racking my brains thinking about what to write (Also Zara has been a little pickle and I haven’t had a chance to sit down and write…a blog about this is coming).
I’ve really struggled this week to think of one thing I can write about and then Dan (my husband) challenged me to not make it about Zara so that rules out writing about the immense generosity many of our friends and family have shown in helping us provide for her.
I’ve eventually decided that something I am incredibly grateful that someone gave me is piano lessons. I started learning the piano when I was 7 and had lessons until I went to university at 18. That is a lot of money spent and lifts given to and from by my parents! Not to mention the hours my mum then spent helping me with it at home and encouraging (or forcing at times) me to practise. I know I gave my parents a pretty hard time sometimes when I didn’t want to practise. Sticker charts and bribery were definitely used to keep me going. I remember once recording myself playing some pieces on a cassette tape and then playing that in the dining room hoping to fool my parents into thinking it was me playing. I have no idea what the point in this was as I had to sit in the room anyway! However, despite the occasional protest when I was younger I love being able to play the piano. It brings me great joy. If you can play the piano you cannot really be bored! I love being able to read music and play classical pieces, I love accompanying myself whilst singing and I love playing at church.
Can I cheat and also say thank you to Dan’s nan who gave me her piano???