Music is the key to the female heart

I believe I have the "music in me" as a New Radicals song once said. I have been singing into wooden spoons since I could utter words and have always pursued hobbies that involved music. In elementary school, I was in the choir, trying our for every solo. In high school, I was fortunate enough to be a part of the school's a cappella group and I was in the chorus and musicals. In college, it only made sense to study radio, TV and film; and as you can imagine my emphasis was on radio. I loved cranking up the music in the on-air studio.

After graduating, I found it really difficult to adjust to a life where I no longer had a hobby and no avenue to pursue my love of music. I suppose I spoke about this one too many times because this past Christmas my sister and her husband bought me a keyboard with interactive lessons. I was jazzed and, honestly, intimidated. For several days the keyboard sat in the corner and it felt as if it were screaming, "Please, play me!"

I have made it through 37 of 150 lessons and, while I am proud of all that I've done so far, I know I could be doing better -- it is not easy. I was so pleased with myself in the beginning, realizing how quickly the basics of music came back to me. These days, it's really challenging me. Today, I sat down to try the tough lesson I had kept putting off. I got distracted when I taught myself how to play a musical warm-up from pretty much every singing class I ever had. I swear, by next Christmas, I will play my sister something.