My grandmother's funeral was today. All went perfectly in spite of the cold and snow. I played a few Gospel standards on my old Martin guitar and she rang loud and true. My grandmother used to love it when I brought that guitar over to play a few songs for her. All of her family are / were musicians. My late grandfather played guitar in a band. Sometimes, I would play some old song that he used to play and I'd look at her and there would be tears in her eyes. I'm glad I got to play for her one last time.
As the old song says, "it is well with my soul.".
Thanks again everyone for your prayers and kind thoughts.