On the first morning of the new , as the sun gently spilled its golden hues the sleepy town of Evergreen, Gloria sat by window, writing down her New Year's resolution in journal. It was a simple vow: "This year, will learn to play the piano."

Gloria's days consumed by her demanding job as a software . Nevertheless, she managed to rent a small piano, squeezed it into her modest apartment. Her fingers across the piano keys. With each passing day, began to dance more confidently, weaving simple tunes the quiet evenings.

As January melted into February, 's determination never wavered. She spent every evening practicing. , as the weeks turned into months, unexpected challenges to surface. Her job demanded increasingly more of time. Over time, the melody of her piano-playing gradually replaced by the dull drone of her . By the time summer arrived, the piano stood in a corner of her room, gathering dust, reminder of a dream gradually fading away.

One evening in late August, as Gloria sat gazing the untouched piano, a sense of longing washed her. She realized that resolutions are not just the end goal, but also about the journey the challenges that come with it.