The bliss of making music
A dear friend of mine is facing mortality. In the wee small hours of some morning, at God’s calling, they will cross over and stand before God.
Another new friend, a talented man of art and emotion in colors, died suddenly of a heart attack. His portrait of me is a marvel of captured being. I was so honored and proud.
During this week, I have labored keeping emotions in check and preparing for the recital for Eve Queler. I am struck by how much music is my salvation.
Nothing tops it in my life. It is a gift from God. How grateful I am to have it in my life.
In deep gratitude and remembrance, I keep a somber vigil…..