by Brigitte. I like to read and write about Christian faith and a variety of subjects. I live in Canada.
Friday, February 6, 2009
Tonight, I'm listening to Stefan singing at his grad several times over, crying the way I did when I fist witnessed his performance. He was very, very good. He always loved performing. It did not matter to him if he had practiced his piece to perfection, but he still performed with flair and joy.
One of his welding buddies wrote a very sweet condolence card telling us that he was convinced that if the welding had not worked out, Stefan had a second career path open as a singer.
The Winspear Center is a great facility and the equipment made it sound so much more fabulous than it did coming muffled from inside his room with the door closed. It was so beautiful and astonishing. If you haven't listened to it yet, it posted under family music.
What else is sad, is that his birthfather only got to know him via these kinds of postings and clips on facebook. Now he is sorry he did not get himself involved in his life. I wrote to him and invited him to come and bring his children.