Playing Mom's piano, her fingers guiding.
Backstory
Mom passed away last year (2011) at almost 93. She played her piano (which I inherited) beautifully up to few months before her death, the same one her parents gave her in 1926, when she was eight. Her repertoire was anywhere from Liszt to Loewe, Brahms to Berlin, Grieg to Gershwin. So when I sit down to play, I feel her presence here with me, helping my fingers plunk out the melodies. Thanks, Mom, but I know I'll never play as good as you! by zsuzsa in Six-Word Momoirs on Aug 12, 2012 | 
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Comments
NumbrOneAunt says,
this is one of the most touching backstories i've read, and i'm so glad for you that you can feel your mom with you.zsuzsa says,
Thank you for your kind comment.