Ever since I was a child, music has consistently been a part of my life. In fact, my parents met each other in a singing group where both were members.
Throughout our lives, my parents, along with my five siblings and I, have sung together as a family on many different occasions.
When I was about five or six, my older brother and I decided we wanted to learn to play violin. After taking a few lessons, I quickly came to the conclusion that violin was not my forté. However, it's a beautiful instrument and I greatly appreciate the music it creates.
At the age of eight, I was directed to a lady who taught piano out of her home, and thus began lessons. I think that the most defining moment for me with regards to a love for the piano, began when I was eleven years old. We were in the process of moving, and subsequently had to take up residence in temporary housing. Along with many of our other belongings, the piano got packed away in a storage unit. Fortunately, we did own a keyboard and I was able to continue practicing. However, for any of you fellow pianists reading this, you know that playing an electric keyboard is just not the same as playing an acoustical piano---what I fondly refer to as a "real" piano. So, whenever I had the opportunity to play on a good, "real piano", I jumped at the chance. It was so nice playing on an actual instrument! (Yes, I know...I realize I'm too much of a purist at heart!) God used that to become a pivotal time in my life, as it increased my desire to play.
Thank you so much for stopping by, and I do hope you'll visit again.