Singing Owl at RevGalBlogPals writes:
"I am in Seattle assisting with family stuff and preparing to attend a memorial service (Saturday) for my sister who died of complications of early-onset Alzheimer's disease.
It would need to last at least a week per "side" of the family, so I would really have some time to talk with people individually or in small groups. I enjoy having everyone together, but it's hard on introverts.
Once, Anonymous 4 was singing at the Basilica in Minneapolis on a Saturday evening. I decided to go to the Saturday Mass so I could get a good seat, and I got there early. So I got to hear them (and see them) wandering about the chancel, vocalizing and testing the acoustics. The music later was wonderful, but sitting in the almost-empty and visually rich Basilica sanctuary listening to Anonymous 4 was heavenly.
Something homemade or very personal, like artwork or an old family photograph.
A heavenly pair of shoes -- would be one that fit perfectly, never wore out or got stinky, and would change colors and styles according to need.