Piano Therapy

I taught my last class on Saturday, July 21st.  I didn’t play for a whole week.  It was nice.  I did lots of other things and a whole lot of nothing.


Unfortunately, on Thursday, my bag was stolen – my wallet (with everything), two cell phones, my favorite water bottle and towel, and my old backpack.  I kept it together – realizing it’s just stuff that can be replaced.  But after spending two days calling credit card companies, banks, cell phone companies, and government offices….I lost it.  All of the frustration came out in tears.


And then I played the piano.


I played beautiful jazz standards with those lush and complex chords that sound so amazing on my piano.  The TV was on in the other room – a radio in another, but I only heard the notes on the piano.

I played for over 30 minutes – song after song.


And I felt better 🙂