The hardest thing I’ve ever had to do was to stay away from you, not to hold you close to me every minute of the day.
I love you deeply, but lord knows, you don’t make it easy. It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done.
This is a love story of a different sort. Last year I discovered my love for the violin.
It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. From the moment I laid my hands on its body, I wanted to make beautiful music with it. I’d soon find out it wouldn’t be quite so simple as that.
I love everything about it, but it is the most difficult thing I’ve ever attempted, to try and make anything resembling music with my hands, a bow, and four strings. There’s so much more to the violin than I ever imagined.
Angle. Pressure and weight. Force. Technique.
Most times I can get a decent sound from it, if I don’t think too hard, but that’s the trick. I work at just feeling the music, letting it flow through me, but there’s something missing.
If it were easy, I’d be better by this time, one year and counting. If it were so simple, I’d have gotten farther by this point. If I didn’t adore the violin, I’d have taken the easy way out and given up by now, saving myself the pain and frustration.
You don’t make it easy to love you, but I do. After all, some things can’t be explained. Love. When you know something is right, you just know.
***This is my first year of joining the A to Z Challenge and so I’ve decided to post randomly, as a way for new visitors to my blog to get to know me a little better. I look forward to discovering some interesting new blogs too.