Retreat to the Piano
Actually, Don and I have had a few years to practice togetherness. Retirement.
Even with my lack of skills, it feels wonderful to play the neglected instrument. It sure needs tuning, though.
Togetherness with Ukes
So 2020, is the year I started playing piano again. It's also the year that the ukuleles came out of hiding.
In 2016, Don and I played our ukuleles the day I got home from lumpectomy surgery. We played those crazy things together, over my months of treatment and recovery. Then they got dusty and they were forgotten.
I'm so glad that we have some instruments to help out, during these home days. The piano lets me escape by myself. (Don kindly puts up with the noise) And the ukuleles bring us back together.
Gotta find a balance!
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 13, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me. I ranted for a year, until I got my vaccine in March 2021.
Coronary Artery Disease was the reason I restarted this blog on September 26, 2021. This time it was Don who was dealing with a worry that started with the letter "C".
Coronavirus and Cancer, Coronary Artery Disease! All are evil, but none can totally get me down... if I vent! I usually end up feeling a little more positive at the end of each post!