All my life I have said ‘I would love to play the piano‘. I never took up an instrument and focused on business studies and fashion. More recently I have questioned whether it was too late for me to learn to play at 31 years old.

Today I ignored the doubts and sat at the keyboard. My fingers felt awkward for a while. After about an hour of gliding across the board my anxieties faded as I enjoyed the sounds that fluttered around the room.

I wonder how many talented individuals go through life without realizing their special gifts. I am not concentrated on becoming a concert pianist, but more importantly I love the feeling that making music creates.

Practicing at my mom’s place

Both my grandparents were classically trained musicians that met at the conservatory. In the 60’s they moved to Indonesia as missionaries.

I never met my grandmother as she died of MS before I was born. But through the music I feel that I am able to get to know her. She was a talented pianist and from what I hear a wonderful mother.