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Enough, but my last was my last. More on principle than having an aversion to it. That would have been 2008, I think. My earliest was when I was maybe 3. I was too young to understand it, and mostly just ran around and played with the other kid or kids...memory fades.
Sorry about your folks! I may be more callous about death than most/on the surface at least, but I would really struggle if/when my parents go. :/
i don't know. probably around 10? several more if you count just showing up at calling hours.
personally i don't get the point of funerals, which is why i don't really know how many i've been to. they're not major events to me, more like minor inconveniences. i understand the need to grieve when someone important has died (to some extent at least, but i do move on way faster than probably anyone else i know), but funerals have no correlation to any grieving process i have anyway.
My mom and sister died when I was 9 so I can empathize. I can still remember that sick smell of flowers in the funeral home. I've left instructions that I don't want a funeral for myself, or a burial for that matter. Just cremation and the scattering of my ashes.
Sorry to you both <3 my first funeral was my dad's funeral when I was 8. I still remember the smell of the flowers too. there's this whole physical component to it, the smell and the feeling of being in the funeral home and the weather that day that hits me sometimes even still
Thanks...its ok though. It was so long ago, and I've come to believe that things happen for a reason...granted it may not be a reason we will find out in this lifetime. I do have some memories of him, and they are wonderful. I feel his presence at times, here in this house. This was/is the home I grew up in from the time I was 3 yrs old, the home my father bought when we moved from GA back to his home community 2 acres in the country. I'm very blessed.
I think that sometimes we are lucky, and find out those "why did this or that happen" questions on this side of the great divide...but sometimes you will never see.
i don't resonate with our society's death rituals. i don't want one held for me.
Same! I think they are morbid and sad. I'm more into the Buddhist way, in Celebrating their life, efore they reincarnate into the next life.
I won't hardly go to them.
mother moon -she's calling me back to her silver womb,
father of creation -takes me from my stolen tomb
seventh-advent unicorn is waiting in the skies,
a symptom of the universe, a love that never dies! 🧙♂️
the worst one was for my friend's 17 year old son. She stood for hours in the receiving line and greeted over 300 people and I still have no clue how she found the strength to do that. I couldn't do it.
i don't resonate with our society's death rituals. i don't want one held for me.
Same, but unfortunately society tends to think you're an asshole if you don't go. And when people are grieving a death, it just doesn't seem like the best time to make a stand.
Funerals are really for the family or the ones left behind. Whatever they want to do with me is fine. Remember me or not...whoever is left is who will decide. Sometimes loved ones want to gather and either mourn together and/or talk about a person and whatever memories they share. Sometimes this is done at a funeral and traditionally I believe the funeral is where memories and such are discussed. That is changing and there are more and more services I read about (in the newspaper) saying there will be a memorial for whoever and they give the obit.
At one time I didn't want to be cremated, but I've changed my mind on that. I even want my ashes scattered over my pet cemetery.
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