I've got this stupid question for years: Who will come to my funeral?
It's not interesting, is it? Not constructive. Not positive. Not meaningful.
I think I know where I got if from. When I was young one of my class mates died after some time of sickness. This young boy lived pretty close to me, and we had been attending the same classes since we were small kids. I think it was only he, me and another boy who had been in the same class from start until he died. There were lots of young people at his funeral. I knew all of this people and how little they knew this boy. People who hardly knew him cried a lot at his funeral. Since then my question has been "who will turn up at my funeral and pretend to be sorry".
Some time ago a colleague of mine died. I think he would have wanted me to join the funeral, in order to have a little group of people there who knew both him and his son, just to show his son that his dad had some friends. But I was told that the company was going to be represented by two managers, and I didn't manage to get in contact with his family to find out where it was, so I didn't attend. I think I should have.
I was attending an old mans funeral years ago, where the priest talked about him, using only the information he had got from his last "girl-friend" who had known him for the last 15 years or so. It felt terrible to see his closest relatives listen to a description of his good origin, his belongings and nothing at all about his interests in life. Don't think he would have cared, why do I?
Now I know. It will only be a few family members on mine. We are not much for parties in my family.
By the way, I'm not dying, as far as I know. Why think about funerals? Hope we don't have to think about funerals!
Live, live, live....
