Fast forward…about 4 years ago, my mother and I walked into
a music store while running errands with the kids to pick up some supplies for
my middle son (he plays the guitar). While we were there, I noticed the
prettiest pink guitar. I made a comment that if I had a guitar that pretty, I
would HAVE to learn to play it. Sure enough, just a short time after that, my
mom surprised me with that very guitar, a case, pink picks and an instruction
book. For a while, I attempted to learn to play. I had a hard time with how bad
it hurt the tips of my fingers - so slowly it became a cute little adornment in
our home. Friends and family would strum it from time to time but nothing
notable.
Then when we moved here- it never seemed to make its way out
of the case. It was put away and yesterday my husband and I were looking for
something and I came across it. I pulled it out of the case and it made me
smile. It is so beautiful. When I came across the picture today of Heather
playing her musical instrument, I knew exactly what I’d do for my intention.
So, I had my youngest son (who plays a stringed instrument
as well) help me tune it. I decided, today is the day. After my Italian lesson,
I picked it up and played for a bit. Gave my little fingers a rest and after
dinner, picked it back up. I went along with some lessons on YouTube. My
husband got a kick out of watching me strum away and happily agreed to snap
some pics to share on this blog.
Today’s intention is a musical nod to my cousin and the
chance to pick back up a hobby left behind.
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