My morning was spent at a memorial service for the 21 year old son of a friend. He was so talented and so tortured. What a loss.
The service was at a local Methodist church but was conducted by a Hindu leader. It all seemed a bit odd or at least unusual for my Christian upbringing. It was, however, a lovely service.
There was a 30 minute long slide show featuring his original compositions on piano. I thought it would be so nice to have those songs to listen to again and again and made s mental note to ask my friend if I could have a copy.
There was also a video of him playing in their home a couple of pieces. I could have listened to the music all day.
The service lasted a bit too long for me though. And the lady leading it spoke so quietly (calmly I suppose) and slowly that it could have been condensed down. But it was still a lovely service but for it being so sad.
At the end of the eulogy it was announced that the music had all been professionally recorded a few months ago and the family was sharing a copy with everyone. I guess my idea of asking was moot. I’ve been listening to his music this afternoon. He was a gifted and talented composer and pianist. So sad that he felt he couldn’t continue living.
Sorry if this is a downer post. I really don’t mean for it to be. I’m thankful that he shared his gift with us.