Thank you, Sue. Funerals and memorials are tricky to navigate (in this case, quite literally) in our secular era. Writing seems to be one of the best ways to remember, memorialise, bear witness.
Sue, sandwiches are essential at wakes and to have to wait must have been difficult. I was at a hospital cafe recently with my mother when people we've known a long time but not closely sat at the next table. Out of nowhere my mother started to tell them her non-funeral plans and what she'd told us. First I'd heard of it and quite sure they didn't know how to respond.
that's so funny, Marion. I remember years ago taking my aunt to the hospital and she met some neighbours while we were in the waiting area. After greeting one another the other couple went to sit down a few seats away. the woman was deaf and when the husband said, "Poor Mrs Nicholls, doesn't she look terrible?" the wife couldn't hear him, so he repeated it several times until she did, and then she agreed - loudly. Fortunately my aunt was deaf also and I kept up a running commentary to block out their conversation until we were called to see the specialist!
Thank you, Sue. Funerals and memorials are tricky to navigate (in this case, quite literally) in our secular era. Writing seems to be one of the best ways to remember, memorialise, bear witness.
Sue, sandwiches are essential at wakes and to have to wait must have been difficult. I was at a hospital cafe recently with my mother when people we've known a long time but not closely sat at the next table. Out of nowhere my mother started to tell them her non-funeral plans and what she'd told us. First I'd heard of it and quite sure they didn't know how to respond.
that's so funny, Marion. I remember years ago taking my aunt to the hospital and she met some neighbours while we were in the waiting area. After greeting one another the other couple went to sit down a few seats away. the woman was deaf and when the husband said, "Poor Mrs Nicholls, doesn't she look terrible?" the wife couldn't hear him, so he repeated it several times until she did, and then she agreed - loudly. Fortunately my aunt was deaf also and I kept up a running commentary to block out their conversation until we were called to see the specialist!
Hilarious Sue.