So for about three years now I've been teaching group music classes for kids (little kids - babies through 5yo. - "mommy and me" style). I just heard that a 2yo boy from one of my classes is on life support and not likely to recover. He apparently had a seizure (the afternoon after my last class with him, no less) and then his organs began shutting down. His family has been with me for awhile and I'm having a hard time processing this. It feels like there's something I should be able to do, but I don't know what. I suppose the reality is there's nothing I actually can do. And the class he's in is such a friendly, loving group - I don't know how I'm supposed to handle this for them, as well.
I hope this doesn’t sound cheesy, but you all have this shared connection with music... maybe that can be your way to share/celebrate/inspire. For what it’s worth (and this is immediate, unthought through reaction), reading your post made me think of “Here Comes the Sun.”
None of this is really a definitive solution, just grasping at straws to find comfort for something where there’s no comfort to be had.
Remember... No matter where you go... there you are.
-Buckaroo Banzai Adventures Across the Eighth Dimension