That is priceless.
No need to explain to you the agony of a child's funeral. Father worked out arrangements with another RC Church. The parking lot resembled a cross section of America with license plates from MA, MI, NY, CT, NJ, LA, Ontario and Quebec.
Our organist worked ahead of time with the one from the church where the funeral was to be held. Following Communion, in total silence, our organist played Johannes Brahms', Wiegenlied (Cradle Song). He set the stops to sound like a music box. There wasn't a dry eye in the Church. He is an extraordinary organist and looking forward to playing the 150 year old organ (soon to be restored) at our future church. It's a rare instrument but he is up to the task.
You have me dissolved in tears.