Journal entry by Steve Mullet —
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Here is a link to the music that Mom asked my son Luke Mullet to compose back in early May, for the purpose of being used at her calling hours and memorial. She provided him with a list of some of her favorite hymns and songs, and requested that he weave those melodies however he wished into his own original composition. What he ended up with was an absolutely beautiful mix of his grandma's favorites and his own heartfelt creativity on her behalf.
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1nCRAGwmT_DFZNC28ayBHc_xVKmqV_Ib3/view?usp=sharing
Luke titled this piece "Peace for Grandma"
It was playing throughout her calling hours on Sunday, and during the gathering time prior to her memorial service on Monday. Mom got to hear this music many times in the weeks prior to her passing. The very first time she heard it, while still at her condo in Berlin, she raised her arms into the air and beamed, and then gently folded both hands onto her heart, closed her eyes, and soaked it up with a smile that never left her face. The rest of us in the room had tears running down our cheeks, much as I do now as I type this...
Here is a link to the music that Mom asked my son Luke Mullet to compose back in early May, for the purpose of being used at her calling hours and memorial. She provided him with a list of some of her favorite hymns and songs, and requested that he weave those melodies however he wished into his own original composition. What he ended up with was an absolutely beautiful mix of his grandma's favorites and his own heartfelt creativity on her behalf.
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1nCRAGwmT_DFZNC28ayBHc_xVKmqV_Ib3/view?usp=sharing
Luke titled this piece "Peace for Grandma"
It was playing throughout her calling hours on Sunday, and during the gathering time prior to her memorial service on Monday. Mom got to hear this music many times in the weeks prior to her passing. The very first time she heard it, while still at her condo in Berlin, she raised her arms into the air and beamed, and then gently folded both hands onto her heart, closed her eyes, and soaked it up with a smile that never left her face. The rest of us in the room had tears running down our cheeks, much as I do now as I type this...
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