Step-by-step, I struggled to read the difficult sheet music, resisting, mad at my mother. Surprisingly, memorizing songs helped my stage fright at piano recitals. And how I hated those.
My Mother’s piano made it back to me yesterday. I never gave it much thought, if any, through the years. Nervous, my fingers immediately fell into place. Playing, a simple song by heart. I didn’t know, was there.