Intermission with Plays Mom Loved

            I feel bad about having missed a day.  But Mom has definitely been on my mind.  On my ipod I’ve been listening to The Idiot a book she was reading when I was in high school.  In fact, what she told me about it and Dostoevsky’s intention of showing a truly beautiful person (one she said reminded her of David) inspired me to write a paper on The Idiot even though I plagiarized most of it from the introduction.  Then an ad for the 42^nd Street Moon production of Of Thee I Sing resurfaced, and I see it was in October 2012, one year after Mom’s death.  I just got a Masquers Playhouse for The Life of Galileo, the Brecht play she and I were reading together in Pleasant Hill a few months before she moved to Aegis, and I’ve put that on my iPod, too,  to listen to in remembrance of her.  I was just corresponding with my cousin Nancy, Aunt Katherine’s wonderful daughter, and relating this feeling of loss that I can’t take Mom to see these  plays but also the feeling of gain that I had a mother who introduced me to such things.