I went to a funeral on Friday. I don't like funerals, as they are a reminder of how finite our lives are. But, the funeral was actually really well done. It was open coffin (YUCK!!!), and kind of emotional (he died of cancer at only 57 years old). They are Chinese Canadian, so the service was partially in Chinese...which means I only understood about 1/2 of what was said. But, it wasn't hard to see how emotional everyone was. I don't think there was a dry eye in the place at the end. He was well liked, and there were a lot of people there to support his wife and 2 daughters. The daughters put together a slide show of pictures to music, which was very well done. I saw a lot of friends I hadn't seen for a long time, and made a lot of plans for future "get togethers". It was a beautiful day, and the view from the cemetary was just breathtaking...
But, the feeling of sadness stayed with me all weekend. I couldn't help but compare my girlfriend to myself, and wonder just how I would fare if it were my husband, and I suddenly found myself a widow at age 50. It reminded me to be grateful for the time we do spend together.
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