I bought an acoustic guitar when I was 14, picked up a lot of stuff by ear playing along to records. Jammed along with friends at school at lunchtimes/after school, also with another group of friends outside of school. We didn't ever become a 'band', just jammed to stuff we liked. Went to uni, jammed with another bunch of guys but, again, didn't really make it to being a band that performed. When I left uni, my interest and attention moved elsewhere and l stopped playing completely. That was late 1970s.
20-something years later the old mid-life crisis kicked in. I had no interest in sports cars or chasing women so I decided to pick up the threads of playing music again. I bought a bass, a Peavey Milestone, having started to listen to and appreciate music in a different sort of way. Played it every day for a week, every week for a month, then it stood gathering dust in the corner for a couple of years. Finally I decided to do or die, got back up to speed, started answering ads, joined a band. Then joined a better band. Had my first paying gig at 50, which was 16 years ago, and have been in a succession of bands ever since.
Going back to playing music just felt so right, like a small part of me that had been missing all those years was back in place. Long may it continue.