If I am attending your funeral it tells me you meant something to me
It has been on my mind since I was aware. If I am attending your funeral it tells me you meant something to me.
It is not every day you attend someone’s funeral actually it is only once. It is that once that makes it so very different.
Your immediate family are at your birth but by the time you die ‘ a rolling stone has gathered moss.’
Many lives have intertwined with the deceased and many will appear at the funeral.
You are not met by the person but the memories, your own and that of others.
It focuses the mind and emotions as for a unique time you enter into all the world of the individual, the private, the public and everything in-between.
The simplest interactions become the memories, sorting out lease extensions, signing off accounts, asking questions at directors’ and Annual General Meetings and resolving disagreements.
And in all that business there is time for the person to glimpse through. The personality, the quirks, the personal.
Part of our story ends as their story ends. In the person’s life a time is captured, a time that is sealed with their passing.
In the light of the person, we get a perspective on our own lives.