On July 2, 2018 I wrote and posted a short essay called “Regrets”. I referred to a study that “indicates that the old adage still rings true; it’s not the things you do in life that you regret, it’s the things you don’t do” and I voiced my regret of not sticking with piano lessons when I was young. Mama would have gladly found a way to continue paying for the lessons had I just been willing to practice. I didn’t think much about it at the time but I’ve long since “regretted” not sticking with it because I really would like to play an instrument.
The article concluded with the following paragraph:
“It (the study results) also implies that we need to stop making excuses for our own inaction. So learn that language you’ve always wanted to study. Take that backpacking trip through Asia you’ve been talking about for ages. Write that book that’s been tinkering around in your head for years. Don’t leave it for tomorrow. There’s only today.”
I’m happy to report today that I have taken a first step. No, I haven’t started writing a book, but I had my first guitar lesson yesterday and I have already practiced some this morning. This time, I understand that I won’t learn to play the guitar in a thirty minute weekly lesson. My ability to learn to play directly correlates to the time I put into practicing every day. Who knew? I have learned a few things since I was a young boy after all!