I believe in music. Sweet melodies make me feel radiant and free.
I play the piano. As I’ve learned to play, my mom has been with me every step of the way. I remember her sitting next to 6-year-old me, sharing the same bench, the same music, as I progressed from playing single notes to mini-recitals.
My mom is a passionate classical music lover. Music takes both of us to another world.
In Mozart’s “Horn Sonata,” Mom and I are attending an extravagant royal ball.