The difference between being and non-being is both so abrupt and so vast that it remains shocking even though it happens to every living thing that is, was, or ever will be. Diana Athill
How true these words are. Why does it always take us by suprise?
I have attended two funerals in the past four weeks. One of the young man I mentioned before who committed suicide and the other an elderly relative who had been suffering for some years. Both were very well attended for different reasons.
In the latter case I went on to the burial and to the hotel where a reception was held. My chauffeur was a niece I hadn’t seen since her wedding twenty years before. We seemed to have a lot in common and the conversations in the car were both interesting, stimulating and great fun. The fact that she insisted that as the car had a country reg she would do u turns at will also made the drive ‘exciting’. Despite the age difference which must be at least 30 years we got on so well that we will no doubt meet up again. A good result from a sad occasion. You can never know where you will find happiness.
As I get older going to funerals is something I must now look forward to on a regular basis as friends and relations are aging apace. It makes me think of my own and I have all sorts of ideas of how things should be conducted, where it will be and songs I want included. I must get it down on paper so that the family will know. I don’t want any arguments among them when I am gone but that is something I can wish for but cannot control.