30-day Writing Challenge: I did not give up (15/30) Part 3: I did not give it up Yes, that might’ve been the final straw for my piano which had to be sold, but that did not hold the truth for love for music whatsoever. With the possibility to listen to the music thanks to CD players and by streaming music online later I have had non-stop access to any music I’d like to listen. But whenever I listened to some piece of famous piano work, my hearth sunk. I always imagined myself sitting at the piano. I missed it. The time went by quickly, I had a demanding exhausting job, almost no free time and then like a bolt from the blue I was cursed with the illness which hit my fingers, hands, wrists. My hopes for playing the piano one day again were dashed. Some fingers were damaged, twisted, swollen and in constant pain. That was a turning point for me. I stopped working and began doing what I wanted and liked. I managed to get over the most difficult period and finally stopped taking all the strong and damaging medications about two years ago. And guess what? Last year in February, on advice of my French tutor who works as a piano teacher in his real live (many thanks Jonathan!!!), I bought a new, a cheap digital piano and before I know it, I was playing the first pieces of music. I had to learn from scratch, because I forgot even reading music sheets, but a few great piano teachers have helped me so far. Whenever I am playing the piano I am over the moon. I forget the world beyond myself, I always express my heartfelt gratitude to my fingers and I praise them for doing their job extremely well. And this is the icing on the cake - they have stretched out miraculously somehow and I do not know what the pain is in them for more than 16 months! Never, never, give up!! Thank you for the corrections in advance!