León

I got the most Beautiful Purple Guitar. She sits in my living room collecting Dust . I say I'll practice. I'll go on YouTube or Take a Lesson. My grandfather had a guitar in the basement. Where my inspiration deprived from. My GG, would always say " leave it alone" ; but Paw Paw said "I could make my music"! I'd go to the attic & sit on the roof. GG would always say "be careful" even tho they had a wooden railing. I was scared of heights anyway, so I sat super close to the door. Guitar in my lap. Making sweet Noise ! Yet creating songs from my heart , Like I lived a thousand years before! My ADHD and random impulses wanted a guitar so bad last year! The plan was to bring my music, my art , my heart to life. My Wife agreed to my madness & we got a guitar, mic, and all! I was BEYOND EXCITED practicing, my daughters thinking it's Awesome! & wanting to Give it a try . My PawPaw gained his wings 9•8•23 & it's a strange feeling, processing Grief . Innerstanding the physical absence and the spiritual gain! I named my Guitar León. Now The guitar sits looking at me. Waiting for me to come back out of my shell. I hear my PawPaw whisper everything is okay & he Love's Me ALWAYS! So I'll try again for Him , For Me , for the little girl sitting on the rooftop , singing songs to the moon.