Friday, October 15, 2010
Gratitude for Music
I love music. The other day I was practicing the piano, and sometimes when I practice I try to sing the hymns. For the life of me I couldn't hit a C. And when I can hear that I'm that off I KNOW I'M REALLY OFF. Well, on my piano is a picture of my MIL and FIL. I looked at my MIL and said, "Why aren't you here to help me?" Then I started to cry. And I had to ask myself, why didn't I try to get her to help me when she was alive?
And as I sit here writing this, I need to remind myself of President Monson's talk from Conference that motivated this month of gratitude "The Divine Gift of Gratitude". I want to focus on what I have not what I don't.
I miss hearing my little elder playing the piano, but at least I still have his little video clip from his farewell. As well, he sent me one with him playing in the MTC. When I told him about my resolve to practice 30 minutes a day, he told me to keep practicing. I'm sure he laughed when I told him, "It's amazing what a difference practice makes!!!!"
I still am not ready to play in Church. But at least I have 2 hymns that I can pretty much play. I have about 5 more that I'm working on. It feels really good to sit down and play.
I think music really does soothe the soul.
And when I'm running, I'm grateful for the songs on my iPod. I still laugh at some that come on--I think of my friend, randi, whenever I hear "All the Single Ladies"; I love the Black Eyed Peas and when their songs come on and I run by people they probably think I'm nuts because I do have a tendency to sing along; and Viva La Vida always makes me smile because I think of my little Elder.