Thursday, June 3, 2010

A Celeration of Life, and Music

My mother-in-law was the last of my husband and my parents alive.  She died on May 30th at 90 years old.  Today we celebrated her life in the music of her grandchildren.  She was a piano teacher for 30 years, and played that and the harpsichord for years.  It was a real celebration of her and the legacy of music that has permeated the family for more years than I cam count.

She tried to teach me piano when I was in my late 30s, but it didn't take with me.  Though I can sing, the piano was way too confusing!  But on rainy afternoons when I visited we use to sit at the piano and while she played I would sing along with almost every song that had words. She knew I loved the old gospel songs, and the Big Band music from the 30s and 40s and her memorized repertoire of songs was huge!

I grew to really appreciate her gift over the years and though only the girls of the family had the gift for music, we all got to experience in the generation of the grandchildren the gifts of music that were passed on.  Today there is a concert level pianist, who teaches music as well; a violinist who is really phenomenal; and another granddaughter who teaches piano and has a voice like an angel.  Actually all 21 of her grandchildren love music, and many play piano or guitar simply for their own enjoyment, as do two of her daughters as well.

There are 15 great-grandchildren of varying ages who were exposed to her love of music, and two more on the way by the end of the summer.  We really all are anticipating her cherished gift of music will continue and sprout from these children's music loving homes in the coming years as well.


  1. I am sorry for your loss, but so happy that you have such a wonderful legacy.

  2. Sorry for your loss and so glad you have all those precious memories..which is what life is like and music your right is the key to my soul..
    blessings Dorothy from grammology

  3. I am sorry for your loss. I can appreciate the legacy of musical talent. I remember my childhood years, when on Sundays my great uncle would visit with his guitar. I picked it up naturally and played into my teens, never good at reading music but playing by ear the melodies and chords that I heard him play from the songbooks he had. Great memories I'll not forget. And a great appreciation for all kinds of music and instruments.