Since I felt so much better today, it was easy for me to get out and about and do what I needed to do. After I voted for the president of the United States (and yes, my candidate won), I went to get my hair cut from a new hair dresser.
As she and I were getting to know each other, she mentioned that she had taught music in the Los Angeles school district for nine years, and that she played the keyboard, and sang. And I told her my story about performing at my mother's assisted living facility (before she died), and my love of music. I mentioned the music theory class I had begun but had to quit because it moved far too fast for me, but I said I'm looking for another class at Emeritus College next semester.
And then she said, "I've got two boxes of song books that are for beginners. Would you like them?"
"Yes," I said. "I'm so thrilled. I'm semi-retired and I could never afford a collection like this one."
"Oh, I'm so glad," she said. "They've been sitting here for months and I've been looking for someone who would like them as much as I have. This is how I learned to play the keyboard, but I haven't used them in years."
There must be 100 books, and they are just the ones I would have chosen. It is a perfect way to learn how to play the keyboard, and to learn to read music. And it seemed like it was a gift from God.
I love it when people are so kind and generous and expect nothing in return. After a few days where I felt so down, it was a godsend to have someone reach out and help me pursue a goal that is a key component of my wellness program. It truly made my day!
(Tomorrow, I'll continue my series on mood charting a depression.)