I grew up on listening to classical musical and it's still a passion of mine to this day. I have been a singer since as long as I can remember and was often asked to sing louder in school plays to cover up the classmates I had that were tone deaf.
When I was fourteen i decided to take up piano after some trying moments in my life. I still don't know exactly what compelled me to it but I went into mother's music studio to mess around with a casio keyboard that lit up showing me how to play certain songs and what fingers to use. As I learned new pieces, I wanted to expand and play things I grew up hearing on CDs, so I listened to the recording over and over trying to pluck out the songs one note at a time by ear till got it right.
Now nearly 16yrs later, I'm still at it and I wouldn't trade it for anything.
One time when I was learning moonlight sonata in my early 20s, I had been practicing it for nearly 8 hrs straight. I actually lullaby-ed myself to sleep and dozed off while playing onto the piano. I was later awoken my roommate the following morning to find I had keyboard strike marks across my face
“You made my heart sing.”
“Thanks for playing my song.”