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A Sad Journey to Sanger

Last Thursday, some sad news took us on a trip to Sanger. The hub' Grandfather (mum's side) passed away. We hadn't been to Sanger since Thanksgiving so it was nice to see people but it was a sad occasion nonetheless. The dark occasion got the hubby and I thinking about our death's and whether we would prefer to be buried, cremated, or something else. I must say, I don't relish the thought of being in a the ground and don't even want to think about being cremated. Howard Stern happened to be on in the car as we discussed this topic and weird enough, he was talking about donating your body to science. The hub seemed to be interested in this possibility. He was against being buried and preferred cremation or an at sea burial. I couldn't decide myself. The ground seemed cold, cremation seemed too hot, and I didn't like the idea of people looking at my body and studying it or having my body float around the vast ocean. The human side of me is scared of that moment, in between death and the big surprise, and I guess that is why I can't make up my mind as to how I would like to be taken care of because the human part of me thinks it matters. Before the funeral we had a chance to pay our respects to his grandfather and after the first glance I realized the body that was before me, was a shell for a beautiful spirit, who's time on earth had passed, it no longer represented the person who lived in it. So it reassured me that being buried, cremated, etc was more a ceremonial gesture for the loved ones left behind. I hadn't been to a funeral since I was a teenager and I came away from the experience with a new fear and that was the fear of losing my husband. I told 90 lb Girl I didn't think I wanted to be in the world without him. I watched his Grandma and also my own Grandma after losing their husbands and I immediately felt sad. Although I know both strong ladies will be fine it just seemed sad that they had to move on without their best friend. Wouldn't it be nice if everyone could live nice long lives and then, like the movie THE NOTEBOOK, die together peacefully in their sleep, in each other's arms? I don't think death would be so scary if you could go after a long life with your best friend.

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Anonymous said…
My dad and my mom weren't the affectionate kind but my dad totally broke down holding my mom's ashes. It was really sad. My thoughts are with the Rosemary and the family.

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