My mom started piano lessons with me when I was about five or six years old. Over the years, I remember taking lessons from three ladies: Ms. Coombs, Ms. Trivett and Ms. Gardner. Each teacher had their own styles and they were great teachers, but I hated taking lessons. My mom finally let me stop when I was about 15.
Hindsight 20/20: I wish that I had never stopped.
Do you know how much easier things would be for me know if I played the piano well? I would hardly ever have to pay people to play for me.
*Classic shoulda coulda woulda moment*