We’ve all been there.
In our too tight pumps and black suit, which smells a bit like the
closet cleaner bag it has rested peacefully in since we last called it into
action for Great Aunt Sally’s funeral, sitting stiffly in a funeral home
“chapel” the scent of slightly decaying lilies
heavy in the air, listening to a complete stranger whose somber countenance and
grave demeanor always, and as a
Pastor’s wife I have been to my share of funerals, God forgive me but it’s
true, always makes me think for just
a moment this guy has to be part of a Saturday Night Live routine. No pun
intended.
It is heartbreaking to say a final goodbye to a friend or
loved one, but the added awkwardness of surroundings which are totally foreign
to everything that their life had represented adds a dull bummer to the whole
deal.
Funerals in funeral homes can feel as genuine as the silk
flower arrangements lining their marble hallways. I’m not lobbying for backyard bar B Q’s or
destination cremations, (although if either of these ideas better reflects the
life of the one who has died, than I’d readily participate rather than attend
another morose, cookie cutter service in a funeral home where you’d better
check the marquis because, save the eulogy, it could anybody’s service.) I just
think it is time for life’s swan song to come in sync with the rest of the
verses.
A funeral or memorial service should be a time of rich
celebration for the life that has been completed. It should provide a platform for grief to be
shared and expressed. It should feel
natural and not fake: which in essence, means it should have those who actually
knew the deceased directing the decisions, and participating in the elements of
its commemoration.
However, most of us get the creeps talking about our, or
another family member’s eventual death.
It goes against our social mores.
Consequently in our silence, we abdicate the framing of our final life
expressions to “professionals” who know about the business, but nothing about
the heart of the life being put to rest.
Break the silence. Start the conversation. Mygoodbye.com provides a place to begin the
dialogue. With an easy to follow format you can plan your final farewell and
store your wishes in a secure, readily accessible account that will allow your
life memorial to sound like you and
not the generic deceased.
Shirley Walker is
a pastor’s wife, author and creator of www.Mygoodbye.com, a fresh, living way of
looking at dying.
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