I have been doing some thinking about my beloved piano. It is old. It is out of tune. It is falling apart. It has major internal problems. And it is beautiful. I do not play the piano (I can play "The Rose", that's it), so it sits collecting dust and taking up space. KD does not like my piano. But it is beautiful. I love the cherry wood that it is made of, and the details. I will not sell it.
I'd like to get it restored, but that would cost at least four times the actual value of the piano. And if I force myself to think realistically, I know that we will never be able to justify spending that kind of money on it.
Our living space would be much improved if we got rid of the piano. But I'm torn. I love the family history behind it, but I am starting to realize that it is just in the way. And it is not really healthy or Christlike to be so attached to a posession...expecially one that is hard to move and weighs a ton!
So. I'm thinking of taking it apart and keeping the wood. The insides would be discarded, and I would someday use the gorgeous wood for building other beautiful furniture. I just can't decide. And of course I have to discuss it with my family...it is their heirloom too.