My Classical Music Story

Because I was born legally blind, my parents exposed me to as much music as possible. I don’t remember much of my early years, but my mother told some great stories later. One of these was about a time when I was five, and my parents had just bought a piano. It was intended as a toy for me, but when my mother heard me play the opening bars of Beethoven’s fifth symphony, she called a piano teacher.

I took piano lessons off and on for years but developed more of an interest in accompanying my singing of popular songs. However, in college, as part of my music major requirement, I performed Chopin’s Prelude in C Minor, which I enjoyed playing because it consists mostly of chords and no fancy melodic passages. After that, I became a registered music therapist, working with senior citizens in nursing homes and other facilities. I often played the piano and sang old standards as part of our activities.

Fifteen years later, I got married, and because I was writing as a hobby at the time, my husband persuaded me to quit my job and other obligations to be a full-time author. Three months after our wedding, he suffered the first of two strokes that paralyzed his left side. I cared for him at home until he died seven years later. I often played the piano and sang “Stormy Weather” and other favorites for him during this time.

Nowadays, I’ve published four books and a fifth is on the way. I still play the piano and sing but not often, and I don’t play classical pieces anymore. I wish, though, I could remember the day when, at the age of five, I played those opening notes of Beethoven’s fifth symphony that signaled fate knocking at my door.

What about you? Has a classical music piece impacted you in some way. I’d love to read about it, either on your own blog with a link to this page or in the comment field below. You can also share your classical music story here.


Abbie Johnson Taylor
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Author: abbiejohnsontaylor

I'm the author of two novels,, two poetry collections, and a memoir. My work has appeared in various journals and anthologies. I'm visually impaired and live in Sheridan, Wyoming, where for six years, I cared for my totally blind late husband who was paralyzed by two strokes. Please visit my website at

6 thoughts on “My Classical Music Story”

  1. Hi, Abbie–What a wonderful family music story about you at age five!  Your parents were so wise and loving to involve you in music from a very young age.  I wish you would share on your blog sometime your playing of the Chopin piece.

        Although we do need exercise and some sports activities, I wish more families would try to achieve a better balance among exercise, sports, music, and the arts.

    Thanks for sharing this blog post–Alice


    1. Thank you, Alice, as for playing that Chopin piece, that’s a tall order. I’d have to take time to learn that again. However, for this coming Sunday’s song lyric feature, I plan to post a recording of my playing and singing a medley of songs from The Sound of Music that I’ll perform this coming
      Friday at a local church’s last Friday night concert series, so stay tuned.


  2. Reblogged this on SCAN and commented:
    I am re-blogging this Abbie.
    I’ll post my own Classical Music Story on my blog as a response to yours. Classical music was at the core of my childhood memories and I will tell you how that all happened. Thanks for sharing such a nice memory of music.


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