Before having my children, I was not a brave soul. I told you in my post Lost Puppies and The Miracle of Frienship how I wanted the good things in life but feared going after them. I did not want my children to live consumed in fear of: water, trying new things, living fully, or being who they truly are.
I was not disappointed…they both are amazing.
They continually surprise me with what they are willing to just ‘give-a-go’.
My daughter wanted to join a band in high school so she taught herself to play the bass guitar. I remember thinking, “Seriously?” She just shrugged her shoulders and said, “yeah, no big deal.” Umm, everything in my young life was a big deal, too hard and seemingly impossible. Yet, it was natural to her to just do it. I was really proud of her but even more so, I was happy that she was so brave…braver than I had been as a teen.
Last summer when I was home with my family, my son was playing around with my mother’s piano. Pianos have a magnetism for children. Mine have always loved to sit at mom’s piano until the adults run them off because of the noise. By the end of the visit, my son had taught himself to play several songs by watching YouTube videos. He learned to play Frozen because my niece filled the house singing it several times a day. I loved that he was high school football player that learned to play a song for a five-year old. Brave and kind.
My children inspire me.
They show me that fear does not have to stand in your way.
They prove that you can do anything you set your mind to and are brave enough to attempt.
So, I got my keyboard out of storage the other day…and searched YouTube for a piano teacher. 😉
Because they are brave, I am, too.