Piano Welsher

When we get to thinking about one thing and it reminds us of another and teaches us something ...

I've been without a piano now for over a year and a half because the grotty apartment could not take the weight and I was not allowed what I love most after my child.

 I miss it every day and it rips up another little piece of my heart, as it did today when I heard a piece on classical KING-FM that I learned from Mildred Coleman's patience with an untrained, grown student after my six free lessons.

I thought about when I bought my first piano having never had a lesson. Age 19 while being a nanny to four children for a local celebrity family. Wrote songs on it starting 1972 after you and I  rendevoused when you were graduating from Command and General Staff School in Ft. Leavenworth. I had to sell it during university years in Seattle to pay tuition one term for the B.A. in Arabic language and literature, Near Eastern Studies before leaving for London and graduate school. 

I thought about the passing of a fellow student at S.O.A.S. who gave me a full-harp upright piano when I was living in the Duke Street 5th-floor flat which Major Johnson called a grotty garret. I played that piano for years, until I left London in 1985 with my child and returned Stateside.

And then ... I thought about the fact that you didn't give me a piano to play all those months I was in Bahrain. When you were 17 and I was 18, we talked about my longing throughout the entirety of my childhood for a piano and was not allowed to have one. You promised me that I'd never be without one again.

You welshed on that promise, too. You even welshed when I was in Bahrain for five months in 1980 and 1981. There was no piano in the apartment, admittedly which you did not provide for me, but that is not the point. It really is the least that you could have done while you were busy planning a fictional terrorist operation and blaming it on Iran. 

I deserved the fun, damn it. I still do.

I gave up my music to study what pleased you, years and years of it. You couldn't even keep your word about the fucking piano.

I want you to be a peacemaker, but you're welshing on that too and it could be the best thing you could do in your life.

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