
I made a ‘big step’ for me today. I started to play the bass again. I
wanted to do this for a longer while, but since the passing of my father
I never did it again. I was afraid for the emotions that would come,
because he was always listening and I miss him a lot. Music was
something that brought us often together.
But after 3 years I
decided that it was time to start again. Music is something that helps
to let out emotions, and it is a loss if I would let my skills float away.
I have since a few months an idea in my mind for a project. To get that
to reality I need to get it back in my fingers again, with a lot of
practicing. Same goes for the guitar, but that comes later.And I have to admit, it wasn’t that bad as I thought it would be to
play. It feels more like a relief than it was painful. The only thing
that hurt now are my fingers. The first step is made.
Good job!! You’ve made the first step, and that’s always the hardest. I believe in you!!