“For Birgitta – aka mom”
Book 4 – little piece in c minor
What I wouldn’t give to hear my mom working once again on her sewing machine in her hobby room. Deep in the nostalgic recesses of my brain I can hear that machine chugging away. If I could, I would curl up in the big bean bag chair with a mug of coffee and our beautiful collies and just listen to her and her sewing machine work away while she listens to her relaxing CDs. If I only could.