I know that feeling. Twenty years widowed for me. Generally, I am not an overly-emotional person but ...
After The Snowman was released in 1982, DH bought me the video for Christmas. He loved watching it. We loved watching it to together. I still have the tape even though I have no longer have a VHS machine to play it on. It’s on TV every Christmas anyway. Walking in the Air makes me cry every time I hear it.
Last Christmas, I went to a cathedral carol concert where I bumped into a friend. She likes sitting at the front (I don’t) but I sat with her. A young female chorister stepped forward to sing the song. She was about six feet away. Her voice was so pure, try as I might, I could not stop the tears streaming down my face.
DH was a great fan of the music of Vaughan Williams especially The Lark Ascending. It’s why I stick to Radio 3 and avoid Classic FM. You’re never more than 20 minutes away from hearing it on the latter and I’d be in bits all day.
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