I started this to talk about funerals and I still might but I know have to ask first, What is it about the holidays and death?
I attended a funeral last Tuesday for a former classmate. His death was not unexpected, it was just a matter of when because of life choices.
Wednesday evening, while at our group Christmas dinner and cookie swap, my sister received a phone call from her husband, that his father passed away. This was also not unexpected due to health issues and age. The service will be Tuesday.
Friday, while scrolling through Facebook, an obituary popped up for an elderly woman whom our company completed many remodeling projects for her and her daughter’s family. The wake is today.
All 2 to 3 weeks before Christmas. It feels so cruel, or is it so they will never be forgotten? My mother died two weeks before Easter when I was turning 27. My father died 23 years later on Palm Sunday and we buried him the day before Good Friday. Something I’ve never forgotten.
Now about funerals. A lot of people will only go to the wake but not the funeral. Even if the church is a straight mile down the road. Me? I attend the funeral. I see it as helping to send them home. I realize their soul has already departed, and maybe it’s more for me than for them. But I find comfort in the service.
What are your thoughts on death during the holidays and funerals?
Thoughts From The Passenger Seat 