I didn’t go to a funeral until I was in my 30s, as far as I remember. It was a colleague of my husband, who had died too young. I think the next one I went to was my husband’s, who also died too young.
The first family one I went to was my mother’s, I think. I ness in my late fifties. She had left her body to medical research, but it had not in end been needed, so we had (we thought) to have a funeral. It was pretty basic and did nothing to help. Then I went to those of a few aunts and uncles, because my father felt he had to go so I went as company to him. I didn’t go to those of my parents- in-law, because they were twelve thousand miles away. My father’s body was accepted for medical research, so actually did some good. We had a big family lunch to mark his death. Much better.
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