piano.

It always seems to be a better day when I play the piano for a while. I finally took a little time on the weekend and played a couple times. And I helped my children with their own music as well. It feels so good, kind of like a little glow. I haven't been practising much, and I have missed a lesson as well, because of some mysterious (hopefully short-lived :) medical concern. I only have about half the time I am used to- and I have to choose really carefully what I do while I am up and about. This has made me really think about what matters most for me to do in a day... It's not the vacuuming! I am trying to find a tricky balance between work and pleasure; I could read and write and play music all day, but then there is my work to consider! I think it's like this for everyone! (Almost everyone I know, at least :) So I have discovered, by communicating with (read: listening to :) my family, that the most appreciated and valued work I can do for them is making food. Should this surprise me? They would rather come home to a yummy dinner than spotless carpets. Needless to say, I cook! And I think I'll try to sit down and practise my beautiful songs a little more often, even if I don't get to fold that last load of laundry.

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