A Random Thought About Grief
WHY DO PEOPLE CRY?
We are a very small family, consisting of three people and two ailing grandmothers.
Recently, my father’s uncle passed away, and his family decided to live stream his funeral on youtube.
Considering ourselves old school, we were taken aback, not only by their choices, but by their behavior toward us, as we were unable to make the trip to attend his services, and were therefore shamed, hated, etc., because we were not there for the show (because, let’s be honest, that is what a funeral is).
So, with all of today’s grand technology, why don’t people bother to see, and/or visit, and/or call their loved ones while they, while we, are still alive?
One of the greatest people I ever knew, quite often gave me this tidbit of info: “If you didn’t come to see me when I was alive, then don’t bother coming to see me when I’m dead!”
And, she was absolutely right.
People dress to the nines, they spray themselves with expensive musks and colognes, sob into tissues, crocodile tears and snot…and NO, I am by no means being heartless!
I am simply being honest, and LOGICAL, about the little thing called human nature.
If it were me, I would want each person there to take to the podium and share a happy memory, or a song, or tell people the greatest moment you had with me, or share something that I taught you. For the love of whatever you choose to believe in, celebrate the life that I had. Don’t cry for me, Jeez. Life was about crying, and hell, that struggle is over.
Death is a part of life. A transitional period into the next stage of being. Forget about how you feel. A life is never over, and that person is not gone from your life. They only change form. They’ll be there when you need them.
xx.