The old saying goes "he was born with an instrument in his hand." This applies to me as well. Since my instrument of choice is the piano, oh how painful it would have been for my mother! And growing up, it was for her. I started playing the piano/composing classical music at the age of four. Not knowing how to read or write sheet music, I spent hours pounding at the piano, playing by ear. A thousand sorry for my mother's migraines. To date, I believe it has paid off. I'm still not anywhere near where I want to be, but my passion for music will never go away.