Do you have a place or something that makes you happy? Something you do or some place you go to escape reality for a little while? For me growing up that was always at the piano bench. I took lessons from the time I was 6 or so until I was 18. I loved (and still do) the piano. It was a safe place...a happy place. I could go sit doen and lose myself in some Bach or a hymn or "A Whole New World". At least for that time I wad somewhere else...feeling the music...losing track of timen...even processing emotions about other things in life. I still find myself runnng to the piano to escape especially when I am mad or sad or frustrated.
Recently I started teaching piano lessons. A little girl in our church wanted to learn and so I set up gro yo p lessons with her and Mk. It has been a lot of fun and rekindled in me my love for the piano! it has also been reminiscent as I am using my old piano books to teach them!
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