I went to see my DM in the Chapel of Rest. It was about 12 days after she had died in hospital, we weren’t with her then as she passed away quite suddenly, I was at work and was going to visit her in the evening.
I would have gone to see her in the hospital mortuary, but my sister wanted to wait until she was at the funeral directors, and I agreed to keep her happy. By the time we could go, can’t remember why there was such a gap, she wasn’t keen, but I was prepared to go alone.
In the end, we both went. I’m so pleased I did. Mum was 92, died of old age, so hadn’t suffered. She looked like the sweet little old lady she was, I thanked her for all she had done for us all, told her we all loved her, and kissed her goodbye.
It just felt ‘right’ for me, and was ‘closure’, although I don’t like that expression.
But it’s up to how each individual feels about it.