Berlin Song
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@EngineOfficial

My Grandma passed two years ago and last night we had to clear and leave her home for the last time. For my Dad and his three brothers, it was the only house they knew growing up (my grandparents being the first to buy the house in the 40s). Berlin Song played on the radio as we looked round the house one last time. It was a moment of intense sadness and this song appropriately summed up the moment. I love you Grandma. Til we meet again.

@MissDistarr60

Thank you for sharing your most personal and touching story with us.  The way you describe it allows my minds eye to picture that last moment in your fathers childhood home.  Each of you standing, looking around and  all the while, so many of your own personal memories coming to the surface.   A sad moment of reflection.   Tears streaming down the faces of everyone there and the only sound that could be heard, was the incredible beauty of this song.    I hope you have all found some peace and comfort from the pain of your loss.

@EngineOfficial

Indeed, this was the case. Memories so special to us, fell down our faces as tears. My dad - who has always shown such strength, remained quite calm. Hugging his younger brother, reassuring him, 'it's OK...'. It's been a while now since Grandma's passing, and time has healed wounds. I can now safely think of all the wonderful memories I have of a woman I can only describe as the most selfless, caring, and loving person I will ever meet.

Every now and then I think of that little house, where so many great times were had. I sometimes take a stroll past, and whereas now a new owner lives there, it will always remain No. 3 - Grandma's house.

@MissDistarr60

+Ollie  You share the thoughts and memories of MANY.  Myself included and so eloquently I might add.  As I re-read your story, I was reminded of a time shortly before my mothers passing.  She was dying of cancer.  I flew down home to see her.  She was in bed and I put her robe on her, placed her in a wheelchair and took her out into the backyard.  There we sat, not speaking a word to each other.  Words weren't necessary.  I had to go back into the house for something and I had the music of Enya playing.  As I was about to go back outside, I paused at the back door and simply stared at her.  Tears poured down my face. This might have been the last time I saw her.  She died a week later.  Fortunately, I was there when she took  her final breath.  Whenever I hear that song, I'm transported to that back door.  Simply taking her in with my eyes.  Lastly, your description of your grandmother, describes my mom perfectly.  And I don't say this because she was my mom.........she was a beautiful human being.   Thank you for allowing me to share this moment with you.

@troyb8579

what radio plays this good stuff

@morisjustin

It also reminds me of the time my grandma passed away. It brings me sadness. It brings me peace... in a sad way.

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@satren2110

I listened to this when I left my home in the UK after 45 yrs to settle overseas. Brought back childhood memories and a gracious feeling of love ..... Music like this is what the world should be listening to x

@blazingkiller9762

You alive?

@matthewhiggins4895

This is England brought me here ... what a great series.

@hatrick666

Same here. This song makes me cry everytime I listen. Absolutely beautiful. This Is England 1986

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