I Chose the Piano—Even When They Told Me to Give Up
I Chose the Piano—Even When They Told Me to Give Up I first discovered the piano at a small neighborhood music school when I was seven. The moment I pressed a C with my little fingers, something inside me shifted. The world started to feel a bit different—more colorful, more hopeful. A few years later, I suffered a serious rotator cuff injury in my shoulder. The doctor told me I should stop playing the piano. On the way home after that appointment, it felt like my world was crashing down. But I didn’t give up. Instead, the piano became my source of healing. It comforted my heart more than anything or anyone else could. There were many difficult moments in my life. Whenever I felt like I was falling apart, the piano helped me stand again. It was my anchor—sometimes even more understanding than I was of myself. One day, someone I knew listened to one of my performances and cried. They later told me that my music changed their life. Now, they’re living happily...