They told him that his passion for the piano was just an expensive hobby and boys like him couldn’t afford something as frivolous as music as a career. He had fought them for a while but eventually swallowed his pride and went to work at a corporate office just like everyone else.
Important people told him his work was phenomenal and through the years he rose in stature. But, something was always missing…
Until she gave him a piano for their 25th anniversary. Sitting at the piano, gently touching the once familiar keys…he was happy. Finally he felt truly alive.
Written for Write Tribes 100 Words on Saturday.