For many years as I went about my weekend customary of doing all those chores around our house I would regularly listen the sound of a piano playing and singing in the background. One of our neighbours has always had a love of melody and apparently the home enjoyed gathering around the piano on the weekend. The music and singing was never something that was hard to take, in truth I constantly found myself humming alternatively singing away with a melody that I knew well.

Living in a fairly relaxed and quiet suburban area does have many pluses, however, this little dividend of weekend enjoyment was something I looked forwarded also, nevertheless at the time I never realised that I did.

Around three years ago the music and singing stopped and it wasn't until our neighbours told me of the troubles that their teenage son was dealing with that I came to realise why, the family was no longer a elated one where the sound of music and singing could be heard.

Being a parent is a wonderful thing even though it is full of lots of highs and lows, however, when the lows buffet it can be a challenging and very saddening experience. As I was to detect over the emulating months our neighbours son had got involved with a group of additional teenagers whose lifestyle included late night partying, drinking, narcotics and doing lot's additional anti-social asset. This was something I base hard to understand for their son use to play with my two son's and the other boys who live in our street, but suddenly he was off hanging out with distinct crowd of young folk doing things that were no invariable with what I new approximately him. Such is peek oppression I suspect, however, it didn't make it anyone easier for my two delightful borders who had all been such wonderful parents and who had brought some weekend enjoyment to me for I worked about his household chores.

Over the last pair of years I have often spent time with them in an endeavour to be of some favour to them in the time of difficulty. I also had a pair of chats with their son but naught seemed to be working to get this young man behind on track and his family, private and education life suffered greatly.

Just over a year antecedent things began to change for the better and this young man who was now almost out of his youth started to bring an end to ... of the panic period in his life. He went back to school to complete his high educate studies and has now gone to commence studies to become a naturopath. From afar and as a neighbour it is excellent to see that at the end of the day everything is back on track for this young man and his parents.

From time to time all our instant neighbours get attach to commemorate those special yearly causes and there is an informal arrange of circulation system with these accidents which see us all move from house to house year in year out. Just recently our neighbours with the son who had gone through this rocky period and bring ... to an end the other end back on track, invited us and a number of other family's over for lunch to celebrate one of those special annual occasions.

During the course of a relaxing and enjoyable afternoon I sat on the piano stool in front of now silent piano. I am not sure of the mark of piano, however, it is one of those conscientious models with a highly polished dark achieve. I could not assist but notification that there were some words and some images scratched onto the front of the piano,karen millen sale - karen millen, swiftly above the keyboard.

The words said 'I Hate You' and they seemed they may have been scratched onto the piano in a fit of wrath as they were very rough and fairly deeply etched into the surface of the piano. An try had also been made to cover up these three words with a catena of scratches crisscrossing over the top of the words.

Immediately below this crudely written and very sad statement were three images spread along the front of the piano. The images were three mallet figures, two colossal ones and a slightly smaller one, followed by the fashion of a center and then a bloom.

As I sat there I felt the urge to ascertain out what these three words and three images meant, however, I did not feel it was suitable to query for panic that is some way it related to elapse events that were best forgotten. The question came without me even having to ask as our neighbour and mama of the young man saw me seeing at the front of piano and came over to sit next to me on the piano stool.

She explained with fair a imply of tears in her eyes that her son had scratched the words onto the piano during jump out at pique as he skirmished to come to terms with the pressures he was facing at one of the lowest points in his life. She also unraveled that they had then endeavoured to remove the words themselves but to no avail and could not furnish the high price of repairing the plate. Equally, at that time they did not know whether he would do it anew and so resolved to leave it there.

She went on to acquaint me that some months after, both she and her husband came home one p.m. to find that the three words had been scratched over in an attempt to cover them up and that the stick figures, heart and flower had been added, and they both took that as sign that their son had come back to them in both morale and body. She then smiled at me to some extent that said we are okay now and then went off to talk to one of our other neighbours.

There is not mistrust that for many months these three words etched on the piano would have built significant trouble and sadness for my two neighbours as it was remove that they had been directed by them. My admiration for them as human beings had now shook to one even higher class, understanding that it takes a lot of guts to face up to something like that day in day out.

What their son had done was unforgivable and had ache them both so profoundly, however, I found myself understanding why and that maybe he had come to realisation of what he had done and what it averaged to his parents during that cheap duration in his life. I thought at that very moment that he may have decided to make a statement which said I am apologetic and the merely path he could do that was with the three images. It also happened to me that perhaps his first message may not have been directed at his parents but prefer himself.

I am prompted of a well know quote 'People will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel'

What namely youth man said and did in manuscript those three words may over time be forgotten, however, what he did and said when he etched those three images into the piano made his mama and dad feel someone that will not be forgotten - it was a visual expression of the love of son who had returned to them.

Their family life seems much more settled and happier now even if the sound of music and singing does not emphasize the weekends as it did ahead, however, this neighbour can live without that in the perception that there is again love and music in their hearts.

Inspired at Alex, Jim and Gerard and written by Keith Ready