| I am a comebacker at age 44 after 24 years off. Why?
My needs:
To feel good about myself. Plain and simple.
I don't really care if I ever make a penny playing trumpet (although there is a goal I have for later in life!). But when I can nail a piece and move the audience like I did the other night for my family (small family type band playing Christmas carols. I played an arrangement of Silent Night.) then it makes it all worth while.
Another thing. I don't care how bad the day has been, or how many things are screwed up at the office. I walk into the practice room in the evening and it's all up to me. Not the secretary. Not the draftsman. Not the surveyor. Not the accountant. Just ME! I can be as good (or as bad) as I want to be. If I screw something up, then I can only blame myself!There are NO limits on my playing that I don't impose on myself.
I hope that makes some sense. |