I started taking lessons when I was eight years old, practicing one half hour each day, seven days a week. At times, my parents had to fight me about it, too. When I got into high school, however, I had reached a level of proficiency that allowed me to play just about anything I wanted. I started buying sheet music that interested me and soon I was practicing several hours a day because I wanted to learn the songs I enjoyed.

Currently, I don't own a piano. I haven't practiced much since I moved out of my parents' house and I miss it. I compose entirely on the computer now, but, sometimes, I walk over to the church on youth night just to play for a while.

Your students are probably young enough not to see what a blessing it is to play an instrument. So few people do these days. Even if they never make a cent from doing it, someday they will be glad they stuck with it. Music is so much a part of our lives; I can't imagine my childhood without it and want the same for my children, too.