Abide with me

When I went to visit my friend from church yesterday, whose brother died suddenly a couple of weeks ago, I was greeted at the front door by her husband, who conducts our church choir. He stunned me by telling me that he, too, had lost his sister while we were away on holiday, which I hadn’t known, so I had only brought one card, for his wife.

Thus I spent this morning making yet another sympathy card, this time with a musical theme. I dropped it round to their house late this afternoon, but left it in its box on the doorstep in a little carrier bag, with a note through the letterbox, because today was the day of his brother-in-law’s funeral and I didn’t want to disturb them so soon after they had returned home from that.