I wanna tell you guys a story
I have always loved music, but I am terrible at making it. So terrible, that my parents forbade me to touch the instruments in our house.
This might have had something to do with the fact I accidentally set the piano on fire when I was nine.
Anyway, I’m all grown up now, have accepted I will never play anything and I am happy to just listen to others. But then, only a couple of weeks ago, I meet this girl. And we started talking and talking and somewhere around the midnight she gets started on music, and she was telling me about it so passionately her whole face lit up and she was the most beautiful thing that ever existed. I am mesmerized.
And then she hands me her guitar.
I freak out a little. But she takes my hands and places my fingers on the strings so gently that I have to try, at least, and it sounds sort of okay. So she teaches me another chord. And another. And by the time everyone it asleep and it is only a couple hours until we have to get up again, I can play this very rudimentary song from start to finish.
I got her number the next morning and that is the story of how I unexpectedly snatched up a guitar teacher who might be an angel in human form. And I love it and it is okay that I am not good because sometimes you can just do things because you like them and not because they have to amount to something.