I have always loved Music; so much so that I was inclined to partake in two school plays in high school. Mind you, I can’t sing worth a lick so I take more pleasure in listening.

Until you actually play an instrument, I don’t think you can fully appreciate a group of people playing together. There is something so amazing about different instruments coming together to create a distinct melody.

This Christmas, I decided it was time for me to step into the world of musical instruments. The acoustic guitar was my first thought but then I realized that everyone plays it and I would eventually have to sing (which is dreadful). So my choice: The violin (or the fiddle, what ever name you like better).

I think I chose the violin because I grew up listening to a lot of classical music with my Granddad and I always thought it was the best instrument of the lot. That being said, it’s also a very difficult instrument to learn and not knowing how to read music makes things a lot more difficult.

My music teacher is very good to me; she’s very patient.

I get these urges to practice, I will be sitting somewhere and I just can’t stop thinking about that tune I’m learning and I start humming it to myself. Or I will be listening to Dave Matthews Band (my favorite band) and I get excited for the fiddle solos (which I have memorized).

I don’t know what it is about music that’s so appealing. Music has helped shape our culture and encapsulated our past. Music stores good and bad memories and releases emotions not expected or known.

In my room, I went and purchased a lovely leather chair with a music sheet stand for me to sit and jam in. I don’t know what I want to do with my violin playing. I think eventually I wouldn’t mind playing with some friends. Nothing to serious but I have a lot of friends who play instruments and I think that would be a good time.