Dear Change,

I am grateful for your constant and steady companionship

I have not always felt that way about your many many visits, but as time goes by I’m growing to value them. When you visit regularly, I sometimes wish you away, but you know that I really do not mean it.

You bring me joy and sorrow, rude shocks and pleasant surprises,

I would not have known the joy, if you had not brought me sorrow,

I would not have known I was strong if you had not shaken me up,

I would not have known accomplishment, if i did not accept the struggles you gave me,

Through it all, you gave me hope


I am never alone, because you hold on to me,

I remember not to be complacent, because you slap me in the face


I am sometimes wise, and welcome you with open arms,

I sometimes forget that wisdom and just want a break


I know you are good for me, as you make me grow,

I have learned over time to accept you as you are and go with the flow


I appreciate your constancy and I’m not asking you to be any different from what you are.

But would it be so hard, to just give me a call now and then, and let me know you’re on your way to see me?


  1. Dear Anita

    Very well expressed. Enjoyed reading this.

    But, forgive me, though I loved the piece, a little puzzled as to how the topic is related to music teaching or music learning.

    What was your goal in writing this?

    You did ask for my frank reactions !



    • Hi Miriam,

      Glad you liked it. It’s in a different section of my blog – The relaxed housekeeper and other stories. My blogs is about piano teaching, as well as other stuff.


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