There is a photograph. You are wearing checked pants; you have your arm around a woman who appears to be stately and warm, in a very beautiful understated woollen coat. I think it is your mother. May I ask what was the most helpful advice she gave you? What of her words do you hold dear?
CATHERINE @ Issue no. 14Joy is hearing the French horn in your song ‘Joy’. This song resonates deeply with me after I lost my mother at age 11 and because my mother never heard her granddaughter play the French horn. I feel my mother sitting on the end of my bed, telling me that I need to feel joy after so long. I wish she were here to hear her granddaughter playing. I know she’d be dismayed at the state of the world today, but she’d still look for joy.
LISA @ Issue no. 314