Grandma’s Piano

If I’m doing the math right (and I think I am), today would’ve been my grandma’s 94th birthday. As most of you know, she passed away last October. When I spoke at her funeral I talked about how she had influenced me in ways that I didn’t even realize until she was gone. One of the examples I gave was playing the piano. My grandma played the piano from childhood until near the very end. She and her twin sister rode in the wagon to take piano lessons every week when she was young. When she was older, she played with a musical group at her local community center and loved to play whatever my sister and I requested. The Entertainer and Beautiful Dreamer were some of my favorites, but she could play just about anything you set before her.

After she passed away, I inherited her piano. It has been sitting in my living room for a couple of weeks now and it makes a room that was before just there now feel complete and I can’t help but smile whenever I see it.