The Final Song
After many years of marriage and a full life together, my mother passed away in my father’s arms. Instead of being sad, we decided as a family to have a celebration of her life. Everyone had a great time even though it was a sad day. We all had tales to tell of the pranks that she used to pull on people over the years. At the end of the celebration, my brother came out with an electric guitar and played a beautiful song he had written just for her. We did not know he knew how to play the guitar. It seems that he was secretly taking melbourne guitar lessons on the sly. I know it made our mother proud that day.
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