When the Past Knocked

Sometimes the past knocks on the door of your present and informs you it’s suppose to be in your future.

That happened to me the first time a month ago. When I answered the door I was totally surprised the past had caught with me after many years.

My dream to be an acclaimed pianist as a child seemed like a unobtainable dream. I didn’t think my mother could afford to give me lessons so I never asked for fear of hurting her feelings. Many years later as an adult I started lessons when my daughter was taking them but I didn’t finish. Years later I decided to try again. I managed to take lessons for a whole year including a recital. Since that magical time-no more lessons.

Last week there was another knock. This time I was impressed to get my keyboard out. I dug into the back of the closet and found it. Much to my surprise my piano books were in the case also. Looking through the books I found my recital piece. I can still play some of the songs in my books.

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I found in my mailbox information about a music school that I will be checking out. Very interesting.

I believe I’m suppose to honor the knock and finish well.