It was a clear, sunny, cold and beautiful day in November. The rarest of days in Sweden. Early in the morning my friend quietly closed her eyes for the last time. She was my friend. She was my wife´s mother.
We shared a lot of interests. History for one. She was born in 1927 so what I read about or could see on history channel, she remembered. Although being almost a century old she never seemed old. She learned new thing as they came along and never felt that before was better than now. It was like she never got old, just older. We were also both very fond of her youngest daughter. Both, in our own way. I am going to miss her…..
Working with the song Greed I hooked up my MIDI keyboard to add some background synths. But I started playing something else. I kind of liked it so I put a distant melody like tread into it. It felt like it, in an odd way, was supposed to come out of me. It was slow and kind of sad and hopeful at the same time. It really sounded like my memories and feelings of loss for her. My wife heard it and suggested that it could be part of the funeral. And today it was. It was very special to me.
/Gus