Monday, July 18, 2016

Early Memory {Gratitude52 Art Journal}

The prompt for Week 28 of the Gratitude52 Journal is the toughest yet.


Wow. Now, rest assured, I have some very early memories. My earliest memory, in actuality, was right after my sister was born. She is 15 months younger than I, and I have a memory from not long after she came home from the hospital and took over MY baby bed. But, I can’t think of a link between that memory and my “purpose.”

So I gave myself permission to recall one of my earliest memories that IS illustrative of who I became and who I have been, the rest of my life since that memory.

G52 Prompt28 Early Memory

One time when I was around 9, my family was visiting in the home of someone who owned a piano, and the piano was in the living room where we were gathered. I placed my 1-3-5 fingers on the keys, playing what I later learned was a “triad.” The harmony was incredible to my ear. From that day, more than anything, I wanted to play piano. Shortly after that, my mother was able to get “her” piano from her mother’s home many miles away, and my parents started paying for me to take piano lessons ($.50 per lesson). Mother said she never had to “make” me practice. I just wanted to play, more than anything, and I understood that the only way I could get better was to practice.

Through the years, I continued with lessons, with many large chunks of time when we couldn’t afford it, during which time I took myself through the lesson books. I was still taking lessons as a senior in high school, when I began to teach piano. I gave piano lessons off and on for many years, teaching for brief periods my own two children and two of my grandchildren.

Piano became a major part of who I am. I accompanied for our churches, from the time I was 11. I accompanied my siblings as we sang around the piano so very many times, and as we traveled to local churches, singing as a family. I accompanied my children as they began to sing in public at very young ages. I love to play my baby grand piano now, as my children and grandchildren sing around the piano.

As I grow older, there are so many memories that I treasure. I rehearse them so that I “don’t forget to remember.” That first realization of the beauty of piano music is one of those early memories that truly foreshadowed my life from that time forward.

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Unknown said...

Absolutely stunning. Thank you so much for sharing, Barb!

Mark Ford said...

Love this.