My mom Robin loved to shop, watch TV, go out to dinner, do crosswords and make fun of my dad. But most of all she loved to read. Some of her favorite topics of conversation revolved around books – what she had just read, what she was reading now and what she wanted to read next. Eventually, to keep track of it all, she started a reading list. In more recent years, the list moved from a small piece of paper in her wallet to a more formal word document on the computer. But even as the list became high tech, a physical version always existed in her purse so that at any moment, should she find herself in the vicinity of a library or bookstore, she’d be ready.
My mom passed away suddenly and unexpectedly on February 2, 2010. As people gathered to mourn her death, the topic inevitably turned to books. Her friends remarked that she had always been the one they looked to for recommendations. I know that I certainly went to my mom first whenever I needed a new book to read. Now that she’s gone, she has left behind a devastated husband, two devastated children and countless devastated friends. But she has also left behind her reading list. On it are 50 books and authors she intended to read. While she may not still have the chance to get to them all, I do. And I will. And it will all be chronicled here on “Reading for Robin.”
I may not still have my mom, but at least I still have her advice on what to read.
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