RosiesMaw
biglouis
For some a funeral is a last opportunity to say goodbye.
For me, a funeral is just a vulgar show for the world. Grieving is done in the heart, not in the garments.
Well that’s just plain silly - and may say more about you than of many others.
A funeral is an opportunity to say goodbye, to express condolences, to demonstrate love and support for the bereaved and show that they are not alone in their grief.
I was immensely comforted by friends and family who had come from all over the country for DH’s funeral. Also by people I did not personally know but with whom he had had contact over the years and who knew and respected him.
A full church helped us celebrate a life and the “garments” as you describe them were irrelevant.
That’s your view of funerals bigloius, one you’ve expressed before.
My husband’s funeral was very important to me, our adult children family, friends and more. Our village Church packed, the vicar a friend so very personal for a much loved man, who died too young.
It certainly wasn’t a vulgar show.
And for those who want horse drawn carriages. Last year I attended the funeral of a friend/foster mother to a number of ‘my children’ over many years.the oldest now 51, the youngest 11. She’d cared for 240 children over 40 years. She was a one off, pony in the back garden till she found a field. The children all helped care for it, they competed in local gymkhanas. Then there was always a German shepherd. I helped train and rehome her final dog who arrived as a 4 month old just before her diagnosis changed everything. The ‘children’ planned the funeral. It involved plumed horses, ‘our mum” spelled in wreaths and more. Another hugely important send off to a special woman