There are so many things I want to learn to do.
want to get better at.
or want to try just for the heck of it.

To play piano.
Learn more about my camera.
Sew Sew Sew.

Often times, as these desires cross my mind, this voice inside tells me I can't. I'll never be as good as what's already out there.  I'm too old; it's too late to start now.

I'm 28, but according to some recent paperwork I filled out, I believe that I'm still 26 - which I wrote without a second thought. I've never felt my age.  I still don't consider myself a woman or a Mrs. anything!

But in-spite of all that, I still believe these lies that it's too late to master or learn a new task.  In fact, I hardly ever utter the desires aloud, sure that everyone else would agree that it is, in fact, too late.

For some reason I blurted out that I'd love to learn to play piano to my husband last night and to my surprise, he said I should do it!  I thought for sure he'd laugh.  He assured me that it wouldn't be easy and that I'd have to put a lot of time and effort into it, but he encouraged me to find a teacher to give me lessons.

I hope that this is not something that gets forgotten.  I would love to be able to play the piano or keyboard to partner with my love for worshiping God through song.

Who knows what this year will bring, but maybe, just maybe, it will include a little tinkling of the ivories.

::never too old::

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