I try to play. Hands in position on the counter top. The first chord ringing in my ear. My hands fly across the counter making no sound. I look foolish playing something you can't hear. But I do. I hear it. Black and white keys are something only in my memory, something I only dream of. playing songs on the smoothe,beautiful instrument. My heart beats so fast I can't breathe, and a moment of awe as one single note rings out. Sweet Serenity and peace of mind. Remembering, waiting for the moment I might play again.