Wednesday, December 21, 2016
Constance Picnich was a force of energy, and light and love. She was like a second mother to me when Michelle and I were in graduate school at Rutgers. I would sometimes go with Michelle to Fairlawn to escape the craziness and pressures of school. The second I walked into her house I felt a sense of ease and comfort and love.....and music. There was always music. Whether she was teaching a student at the piano, or music was floating from the speakers,or her dachsund, Lola was "singing" at the piano, music ruled! And i think for Constance, music was love. It represented all the things she loved most, and said all the things that words alone cannot express, and was such a part of who she was, that it was hard to imagine one without the other. She understood how to really and truly enjoy the moment, and be present with the people she loved. Every time I was at her house, it felt like a party could happen at any moment.....that something magical was just around the corner. I will miss her laugh, and her joy of life, and her ability to truly love with all her heart. How lucky I was to be a recipient of her love.
