Piano

   So recently I had an issue where our landlord sold the house that we were renting and wants me to move out as soon as possible. Finding a new house in such a short period of time was not easy. My piano was another problem since it's so heavy and big. Many times my mother said she wanted to sell it. When my mother broke the news to me saying we had to move, I thought to myself, my piano is gonna be a burden again. And again the moving workers will complain saying my piano is too heavy and stuff like that. I told my mom "If the piano is a burden to you, sell it,". Honestly, I don't know why I said that but I regretted it right after.

   I suddenly burst out crying in the driving institute. My sister, Tiffany, was so shocked. Never in her life has she ever see me cry, what more see me cry in public since I am a human of pride. The thought of losing my piano shattered my heart.

   So, I went home and talked to some of my friends. Lyanne said, "If you sell it now, buying another piano in the future is not gonna be easy and cheap". She's a pianist too. Well some other friends told me that, you know you should grow up and just sell you piano. Just sacrifice your piano and buy it once you work. There are also some friend who said to me, money wise, yes selling your piano does give you a lot of money and helps to lessen your burden of moving. But I think that piano means something more than just a musical instrument to you.

   I ended making the decision not to sell it. That sentence "But I think that piano means something more than just a musical instrument to you." finally made me understand why my heart shattered and why I could burst out crying in public.

   That piano of mine was with me for 9 years. It has been with me for half of my life. I got it when I was 9. Growing up to be a teenager was not easy for me since I was emotionally volatile at that time and my mother was never emotionally there for me. She's a workaholic, can't blame her for it. That piano was all I got. My sadness, anger, happiness and joy was expressed through the pieces I play on my piano. It became the place I express myself, and it became something so dear to me.

   For those of you who asked me to grow up and sell it, it's not because I'm holding on to a childish attitude. But it's because that was the only thing that was with me when everyone else wasn't. It meant more than just a musical instrument. On top of that, I really love music. Hearing the sound of a piano or any instrumental music calms me down.

   I can spend hours just playing the piano. That's how much I love it. I usually play the piano from 10am-12pm and 1pm-4pm everyday. I won't even get bored.

   Thank you to the friends who made me realised how important my piano meant to me. I was so close to losing it forever. Also if any of you who have something that you cherish dearly, feel free to share it, I'd like to know what is your "piano".