Thursday, May 21, 2009

Funeral Party Dreams Of A Young Woman

By Samantha J. Carrington

While, thankfully, I do not attend funerals often, when I have in the past, being there has caused me to wonder what the people in attendance are really thinking. Do they really feel sad, or is that just the way they think they are expected to behave? Movies would have us believe that the spirit of our dearly-departed joins in the ceremony - moving in and out of the mourners, seeing and hearing without being seen or heard. I wonder about that, too, and I guess I have an unusual point of view when it comes to passing from this life into the next.

Sometimes I wonder why people cannot have an interesting funeral. Why does everyone have to cry and make such a scene. Why can't funerals be like parties where we celebrate the fact that the person has left this world and gone to another better world, like how we celebrate graduation where the child leaves home and goes on to explore better things in life.

While my friends are planning their vacations, their weddings or their 25th birthday parties, I often find myself planning my own funeral. My friends do not understand this, of course, and let me know that they believe I'm insane for doing so. I, on the other hand, have found that planning for that day can be rather exciting.

Keep reading and you will know what I mean when I say a funeral plan is sometimes cooler than a wedding plan. This is what I want when I die. I do not want people being depressed and sad because I know for sure I am going to a happier place.

I want my coffin to be the shape of a guitar. Now I am not sure how they're going to fit my body into it, but it is my dream coffin anyway. I want the strings to be carved on its upper surface and painted gold. So that I have a black and gold guitar shaped coffin looking just like my present guitar. This will definitely cheer people up.

The music should be fun and cheerful. My favorite song is Pearl Jam's "Last Kiss". I definitely want someone to sing that. Hopefully my husband or boyfriend.

I want my mom to serve her homemade wine. It's always been a pleasure to her to see people enjoying it. I know it will cheer everyone up and help them forget their loss.

Although I think about these things now, I also wonder if it even matters. Why do people shop for and dress in their Sunday best for a funeral? Why create all that drama if, indeed, the spirit of the deceased is really not in attendance? Does it matter if we have the best choir, an eloquent eulogy, and nicely dressed attendees? All unanswered questions, but I will be happy to wait for answers to them until it is my time to know.

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