The power of a mother

 

As I mentioned in a previous post, my mother spent a lovely week with us and my boy was very happy to be with his grandmother. I had the opportunity to take care of myself, get some things done and to cook several times a day for everyone, which I enjoyed so much!

Not so long ago I started to take pianoclasses. I love them. Moreover, my teacher and I (she is 3 years younger than me) became friends. She has spent the last month in Japan and I cannot wait to see her and to tell me everything about it! Back to my mother: so my mother has never seen me playing (I have sent her some short records of me playing) as we live several hours apart and she has not visited since I’ve had it.  

One of the days that we were spending together, I asked if she wanted to hear me play. She got excited and said yes right away. I told her that I have not practiced in almost a month, just did not have the time (I know it sounds silly, especially, since the piano is in my bedroom) and while my friend was gone, I did not have the additional motivation.

It was late in the evening, my little boy was already asleep, and so we went upstairs to my bedroom to play piano. I was nervous because I have played only in front of my friend and my partner. It took me some time to focus and to get calm, but then it was easy and amazing. Of course, I am far away from perfect, but I enjoyed every second of it. I told her I could not play “For Elise” because I do not remember any of it and it is hard for me to read the notes. She said try. I started trying to read the notes and it was so difficult, but gradually I started to play this amazing melody. My mother was standing behind me, poking in my back saying “again, again, again”. Suddenly, I felt as if I was back in 5^th grade and she is giving a math lesson, I felt stupid. Finally, I managed to play it all with the right hand (I have not tried the left one at all, even with my teacher). Of course, I heard “again” from my mother, and “again” after that. I almost stopped looking at the notes, I think this is the secret power of mothers – believing in their children and motivating them to get better and to support them though the process.

Next time when I have a problem with some melody, I will invite her for the weekend for some extra motivation and great time together.