Yesterday I called my mother to wish her a happy mother's day. I am so fortunate to have the mother I do. As we spoke we broke out in song singing one of our favorite's "Somewhere" from West Side Story. Every time I hear that song I think of mother. I believe she would sing to me to bring me comfort as a child but then it became a familiar favorite. My mother knows her music. She recently had surgery, which I believe is the first time she has ever needed anesthesia in her life. Before she was asleep, the surgery team asked her request for music. She said Beethoven would be nice. They started the procedure and she was moving slightly so the physician asked for more anesthetic at which time she said out loud but with her eyes closed, "I said Beethoven, not Mozart." then fell asleep. The surgeon had to know and at the end of the procedure he checked and sure enough it was a Mozart CD playing during the procedure.
I am grateful for mother and her talent for music. She certainly instilled in me a desire to always have music a part of my life.
