I'm sad and embarassed to say that I very rarely played my guitar for my W. She loved that I could play music, and yet I almost never did. In fact, the night we first kissed was the night I threw a party at my house and several other musicians and I had a jam session. Fun stuff.
As we got together, I slowly stopped playing, for her, or for me. I knew she loved it, and I chose not to do it. After we got married and had kids, I knew she hoped I'd play for our kids. She got me a book of children's music, and I never used it. I was too overworked, too stressed, and too tired all the time. Sucks.
These are the things I remember that temper my reaction to my WAW. She did have reason to slowly give up on me.
Life goes on. I will keep playing v1olin. You keep playing too!
