I’m a tenor in a local interfaith choir here in Southern NH. (I know what you’re thinking. It’s not interfaith in that sense, we’re all Christian, some of us are more orthodox than others.) A couple of years ago one of our members had a relapse of cancer and had to drop out.
Before the spring concert that year she went into hospice and wasn’t able to come hear us.
So we went to her. We did a good chunk of the concert or her right there in her room.
By the time we left several of the other patients who could came out of their rooms to hear us as well. Initially we were concerned about the volume, but they wanted us to us to be heard.
Not long after that she went home to be with the Lord.
The funeral was too soon for us to sing at, but the hospice holds a memorial service for all those who died the previous year, where we were able to sing the same songs we did that night.
Don-o, When it’s Sharon K’s time to go, I bet she’d appreciate this. I know I would.