Oy. Rafaela from my choir just phoned and said that the brother of the deceased lady once told him she wanted Rafaela to sing “Ave Maria” at her service, if she died. (She was ill for a long time before Covid.) Rafaela was having a cow.
However - deep breaths - we arranged that she’ll come over this evening to practice, and she can sing with me on the parts that aren’t crazy difficult. The important thing is to make a good effort to do what the family prefers!
I used to like “Ave Maria,” but I think I heard it in too many murder mysteries and I don’t like it any more. Please don’t sing it at my funeral. My hymn of preference is “It Is Well With My Soul.”
A while ago, when I checked FB, I had a message from the wife of one of my nephews. They’re come out here to get the rest of their stuff in storage and will be picking up the secretary desk and his bookcase, and I’ll give them a couple of my dad’s tempera paintings to take back to my sister. It’s the only thing she wanted after our Late Unreal Brother’s funeral.
I’ve had the stuff cluttering me up for a while, now... since the same peeps were here last year and expressed their desires to have said items!
At least I won’t have to move that stuff to AR with me.