Monday, 31 March 2014

Three deaths

A few weeks ago there were 3 deaths in a row, one per week. Then there were 3 funerals.

I went to 2 of them. The worst one I avoided.

Instead, I asked a friend to sit with me in the village church during the hour of the funeral. We drank cups of tea, chatted and did some sewing. The sun shone and I was grateful to have a friend to be with and talk about things with. She knew the family a bit, but not well enough to get that "I-must-be-there" feeling.

Actually decisions about going to funerals are very personal and have their own nature. Each one is different I find.

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