Back in the spring, we learned some friends of ours would be selling their baby grand piano.
I started playing piano as a youngster and took years of lessons. Not long after I finished law school and had my own place, I moved my little spinet from my parents' house to mine, and it has been with me every move since.
But I've always wanted a baby grand. I think they are beautiful and I love the majestic sound.
The fact is, I never practiced enough to become an accomplished pianist, but I still love to play.
When I learned our friends were selling their baby grand, I inquired about it and they gave me a great price. I would also have to make arrangements to have it moved from their house to ours.
But I decided against it. We were in the midst of planning the wedding and I also had some uncertainty about my job. I took a pass on the piano. There would be a better time.
Fast forward to mid-September. I asked my friends about the piano, figuring they had long ago sold it.
They still had it. They were still offering me the same price.
Wife and I talked about it. The wedding is paid for, she said. You have your job, she said.
And she said I should get the piano.
Wife wrote them a check and a few days later the piano was moved into our house.
I am woefully out of practice, but I can't tell you how much I am enjoying this beautiful instrument.
Merry Christmas and Happy Birthday to me -- for the rest of my life.