to my life recently. this morning as it happens.

CLP745.

when i was younger, and probably less stupid than i am now, i was told by my parents at the tender age of 6, that i was going to take piano lessons. why? because the kid across the street (shawn mcgill for reference, who tattled on me twice for swearing. yes, zest in the mouth folks. asshole. LOL) took them.

no says i. well yes, says they. we already bought the piano.

i never practiced. and yet i managed to make my way to grade 10 in the royal conservatory ranks. who knew? all that at the age of 14.

and, i basically quit.

why? see the aforementioned stupid comment.

fast forward to 2009 when a 1959 Yamaha upright arrived into my orbit.

that is gone now. along with so many other ‘things’.

fast forward again to last year when boys mother tells me that both boy and she want to take piano lessons, and well, would i mind ‘helping’ out with the purchase of an electric apartment sized piano. no keyboard for them. they have to have a piece of furniture.

but, boy does get immense pleasure from it, and apparently he is doing well with his lessons, so…

and now, we come to today. into my life the above mentioned CLP745.

two things bring me joy. well, ok, more than two, but two that come to the fore.

a certain pair of eyes, staring into mine. and where i get lost. and music. music that comes from my fingers. i am loathe to say heart or soul because we all know that i am not in possession of either.

how i have missed the privilege of being able to create sounds that come so organically. if i had a soul perhaps i would be brought to tears. LOL.

the keyboard sits proudly at one end of my living space, like it almost has always been there. it beckons me like a siren of the sea beckons a sailor.

thank you, mom and dad, my undying, better late than never thanks, and immense gratitude, for making this stupid kid take lessons, and giving him the outlet for a gift that was truly given by a higher power, and therefore allowing it to pass to another generation.

i miss you, more than you know. and now with the ability to create music once more at hand, one more way for you to stay alive with me, forever.

with tears, and my undying love for you,

your son,