So it was the boys Grandma's funeral yesterday, very sombre affair. Now she would have been 80 today and I'm not overly religious or anything like that but it really doesn't seem right when people die sometimes. Yes she was old(ish) and yes she had a few health issues but sometimes life really just isn't fair.
The boy and his family were understandably a mess. I've only been to a few funerals but this was the most emotional one by far. Perhaps my family just aren't that good at expressing emotion. In face, I'm probably right there. Crying really isn't the in thing with my family at all.
It just seems kind of final when you put somebody into a wooden box to me. This was the first burial that I've ever been to, all other funerals have ended in cremations. There we were stood in the graveyard, it was cold and wet and it just seemed a bit strange to me to be putting someone into the ground. Yes she was been buried with her husband who died over 25 years ago but it's still strange to put someone into the ground and then walk away and leave her there. I could see that this was what the family wanted, somewhere where they could all visit when they wanted to.
I'm not sure though, I know that both my parent want to be cremated and I kind of see why now. That way they can always be with me, not in some cold foreign cemetery that lets be honest we'd probably not visit that often. I saw on the TV the other day that you can have peoples ashes turned into diamonds and that kind of appeals to me. To have something made of the person that you can have with you forever.
It is all personal choice at the end of the day though, I'll see what the parents opinions are next time I remember to call them.
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