The Pianist."I am sorry for your loss." Said the doctor.The Pianist.2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I snorted at his thin-skinned pity. Most people think that loss would be losing a rosy-faced child to a fall a little too high, a loved one being crushed by a car driven by a man who couldn't keep his booze in his bottle.
No one would think that the loss of my hands would be nearly as heartbreaking.
"Renowned pianist has lost his hands in tragic fire." That was the media's headline, the dreadful truth being smeared in my face as if the inflamed stumps of hopes and hands burned were not enough reminders.
I have not been totally truthful with you, my thumb remained plastered on my left hand, melted and deformed like heated wax, but to me it was just a wilted seedling mourning it's parent tree's cindered remains, and nothing more.
Some people called me lucky, some wondered if I would extinguish the cooling embers of my life, and others dwelt in the smoky remains of my past, they recalled how I was called Musical Shakespeare, Beethove