Am I the only one who finds this thread seriously creepy, esp since the OP still has his mother & apparently she's not even sick. Why would you think about what to play at your well mother's funeral?
"awwww....shades of Janet Lynn" - Dick Button on anyone who makes more than one mistake in their program.
I'd want the following songs sung at my funeral:
Soon and Very Soon
In Paradisium from Faure's Requiem
To Reign in Jerusalem (an old spiritual)
For me, it would be "To Where You Are". I know that some people feel that Josh Groban is kind of cheesy, but this song says so much. My Mom is still here (thankfully), but I lost my Dad two years ago and this song makes me feel like he's with me.
I want Time to Say Goodbye and Amazing Grace and I Was There to Hear Your Borning Cry sung at my funeral, hopefully sung by my cousins who have absolutely wonderful voices.
My best friend wants Happy Trails to You sung at the end of the funeral service. And wants an ice cream sundae bar at the funeral luncheon. And wants everyone to have a hot fudge sundae in her honor.
My mom and dad said - whatever you want done and your pastor can do the service (I am the only one of my sibs who attends church regularly).
An uncle wanted a church funeral followed by a party... I mean a PARTY! He had an envelope marked final instructions with the venue, music, partial guest list, and a filled in withdrawal slip for his son and daughters to take the money from one of his accounts. It was a blast. Great music from the 40s and 50s, plenty of food and drink. Just what he wanted.
AceOn6, the golf loving skating fan
At my mother's memorial service, we palyed mostly my mom's favorites: Billie Holiday, Ella Fitzgerald, and other Jazz/Blues women of her day. We put in some beautiful Eva Cassidy for good measure.
Many people commented that it was a "Rightious ceremony".
Her only grandchild read an excerpt from her favorite book, Alice in Wonderland.
I know I want my faves played at my service. I think about it often, and I'm not dying...yet.
I think of "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" and "Moon River". Those songs speak of the magnificence of life, age and youth, everything we know and don't know, the beauty around us in people and nature, the meaning of love and loved ones. I want those songs, so maybe my inexpressibly darling mother would too.
My dad died 15 years ago. I still cannot sing Amazing Grace without getting teary. Our good friend (and retired pastor) sang and his wife played the organ. Every verse she'd go up a half step.
My one sister has always said she wants "In the Garden"
Speaking of Happy Trails, there was a guy from our church who had been very active in Boy Scouts. He was cremated and at the memorial service, his ashes were in a Trails End popcorn tin--his wishes!!
"Me, cutie/chicken, the egg cup, I am the hammer of my spoon!"--Jen_Faith translation
My mom, who died of congestive heart failure, was hospitalized for a week before, and repeatedly asked for a poem she had known as a child, called "The End of a Perfect Day." One of her friends found it for her, and read it at her memorial service. It was actually a song by Carrie Jacobs-Bond. My mom had a very hard life, growing up impoverished on an Illinois farm, and suffering chronic illness and near-poverty most of her adult life, so it came as a real surprise, and a gift, to me, that this is how she viewed her life.
A PERFECT DAY
When you come to the end of a perfect day,
And you sit alone with your thought,
While the chimes ring out with a carol gay
For the joy that the day has brought,
Do you think what the end of a perfect day
Can mean to a tired heart,
When the sun goes down with a flaming ray,
And the dear friends have to part?
Well, this is the end of a perfect day,
Near the end of a journey, too;
But it leaves a thought that is big and strong,
With a wish that is kind and true.
For mem'ry has painted this perfect day
With colors that never fade,
And we find at the end of a perfect day
The soul of a friend we've made.
My choices are the Shaker hymn, Tis the Gift to be Simple. Also Lord of the Dance.
If I got to choose a third, (and why not?) it would be These are My Mountains. And a fourth would be the Dutch Hymn of Thanksgiving "We gather together".
Not Amazing Grace. It's a beautiful hymn but it is so connected with funerals that it is hard to listen to without crying. I used to belong to a Highland Dance group and the piper played that before the annual recital. Well, bad idea. The whole audience would be sniveling before the kids began to dance. Hence, Lord of the Dance for me!
I told my mother about my choices and she said she would like the same selections. Haven't had to put that into practise yet, and Mom is 96!