Welcome to Monday :)
I’m not my usual bright eyed and bushy-tailed self this morning. There was a funeral on Saturday – it was a lovely funeral as funerals go. But it is the conversations out in the kitchen (where I helped prepare a light lunch for the crowd) that has remained in my mind.
Various people were saying what they wished for their own funerals, some were amusing, some serious. Some had written into their wills that they were not to have an open casket, others said that they wanted no ceremony when the body was buried – just a memorial service after the fact. Mrs N shared that when their son died, people from all over came to the funeral to say goodbye, yet this young fellow had been ill in hospital for a long time and no one came to see him while he was alive. The fact that they were at the funeral angered her and she asked the question, ‘Why couldn’t they have come to see him when he was alive?’ Based on this experience, she only wants the people who are in contact with her now to attend her funeral.
That got me thinking and I started asking questions. Who’s funeral would I attend if I heard that they had suddenly died? When did I last speak to that person? Why would I attend that persons funeral to say ‘goodbye’ when I couldn’t be bothered to say ‘hello’ while they were alive? A sobering thought.
Today I’m going to start a list of people I would like to say ‘hello’ to once again. Having decided to do this, I feel a sense of anticipation and feel my enthusiasm for a new week creeping back. Happy Monday to you all.
DJ
(c) DJ Stutley 2012
