My mom teaches elementary school music, and works very hard at it, even though it can be a thankless task. She cares a lot about music education, and tries to make sure that all the kids in her school can read music before they go to middle school. I am very proud of her, although sometimes she reminds me of Don Quixote and the Windmill.
My mom and I are a lot alike. Neither one is well-grounded in reality, and neither has a sense of time.
My mom loves me a lot, and I love her back. I'd like to be closer to her, and in the past couple of years have been slowly working on that.
Mom spends a lot of time with Kirstin, which I think is great.
The best thing my mom ever did for me was to give me music. I learned to love it, write it, understand it, and can think in music better than I can in words. It's the beautiful language in which the spirit speaks. My mom taught me that.
