My Steinway Grand is tuned every 6 months. Last week my piano tuner came to our house as scheduled with his bag of tuning equipment. I sat in my ‘recovery chair’ in the living room, adjoining the piano room. Hitting each key numerously, one-by-one, to adjust each keys’ perfect pitch. To some, the repeated sound of each key may be monotonous. I was loving it.

After completion of the pianos’ 88 keys, my piano tuner will always play a couple classical-esque pieces. Kind of a piano ‘test-drive’ to identify any keys that may need additional adjusting to perfect its sound. It was so relaxing listening to the melodically blended piece, just like the smooth touch of fine linen.

Upon finishing, he said he was going to play another piece, one that he has been practicing for an upcoming recital. From the moment he began, I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. The piece was instant heaven to my ears and it was beautifully emotional. As I sat in my chair I wept, and wept wrapped in the deep meaning and history of the piece that Irene and I had always shared. No less than bittersweet to hear, the melody was etherial.

My piano tuner was not aware of the pieces’ significance to all that I shared with Irene. We had heard the orchestra play on numerous occasions, accompanied by Andrea Bocelli, both of us weeping at its vocal and musical perfection. And after he finished, full of emotion, I thanked him. He had just played Irene’s most favorite of all time.

Time To Say Goodbye

Irene was with me, I could feel her love. With a modest smile, I looked at Irene’s picture and thanked her for this most wonderful and heartfelt gift. It was simply heaven.