For the past year and a half I have been paying for guitar lessons. Not for myself, I might add, rather for my teenager taking lessons. And my investment is being returned. With interest. When he picks up his guitar, I have to stop what I am doing. Stop reading whatever, watching whatever. Just stop and listen. The chords travel right through my soul. Despite all my faults, I’ve added a musician to this world.
My son sure can play the guitar ❤