tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166466078612863791.post8636899281039421073..comments2023-10-20T10:25:41.260-05:00Comments on Beam Me Up Scotty: Death Cookies and OprahDebra Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13455047894767524091noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166466078612863791.post-46913431247070264132008-12-11T05:33:00.000-06:002008-12-11T05:33:00.000-06:00Deb - it is sometimes uncomfortable to have the se...Deb - it is sometimes uncomfortable to have the sense of humor that you (and me)have when involved in these odd rituals. I too have had these sort of out of body experiences where I'm doing something and at the same time realize the oddness of the task. It's usually all I can do NOT to giggle. When my sister in law died she was cremated and the ashes buried. But her mom got...and KEPT...a miniature urn, with some ashes in it. It's on the mantle now and I think it's SO odd, and know that Lucile would think so also. <BR/>And I think we rented a casket - because of the cremation - and we had to negotiate the rental time because of the wake. It was just a bizarre thing. <BR/>When my friend Isabel died, we didn't do any of that crap. She also was cremated, the day after she died and there was no picking out of the casket etc. It was much more civilized.<BR/><BR/>I too believe in the final offerings. How can you go to another life without your glasses? To me this is such a strange belief and obsession. I KNOW that it doesn't make any sense, but I would want my closest personal possesions with me at the end. Don't know why, but I just would. Somehow it feels less lonely. <BR/><BR/>See my post from yesterday on "letting go". A reference to John.Mimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12409455543895086283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166466078612863791.post-9068401498648050602008-12-10T20:02:00.000-06:002008-12-10T20:02:00.000-06:00your wry sense of humor and odd understanding of t...your wry sense of humor and odd understanding of the ways of the world helps out in times like these, eh? you are quite a spirit, debra kay!<BR/><BR/>:)kjhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15122196887043345981noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166466078612863791.post-6972049647210210862008-12-10T18:51:00.000-06:002008-12-10T18:51:00.000-06:00I had to go back to the funeral home to finish up ...I had to go back to the funeral home to finish up some details, and while I waited I browsed a book of "private estates" which are essentially marble crypts for single families. No prices were included, but the tonnage of each crypt was. I liked the lines of the buildings and the architecture, and even had the presence of mind not to ask where the Okie version was (one of those metal buildings perhaps?)<BR/><BR/>I'm a little bit like my bird-I can only take one emotion for so long, even sadness, before I have to switch it up with a giggle.<BR/><BR/>I'm also good at having two emotions at once-I was very serious and thoughtful about the whole casket selection process, but I also realized what a complete and utter waste it probably is. So, I played the "what would John pick if someone MADE him make a selection game...." and went for something the military would approve of and was representative of his life. Which is just INSANE, as we've already established that the body that will repose in it is no longer him.<BR/><BR/>Still, I was reading some Jewish texts, the gist of which was that you should still respect the vessel that carried the person for all those years, and that made sense.<BR/><BR/>And I am going to make up some sort of "care package" to toss in the casket-which my father thought was just complete and utter nonsense. But I do like the Egyptian and other cultures notions of having some supplies or momentos.<BR/><BR/>Don't worry, I won't set fire to the whole thing ala the vikings.....Debra Kayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13455047894767524091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166466078612863791.post-10486770205093614972008-12-10T17:46:00.000-06:002008-12-10T17:46:00.000-06:00Funerals these days can be quite the circus. You ...Funerals these days can be quite the circus. You just have to plow through all those "offerings" and choose what makes you most satisfied.Lisa at Greenbowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07743973292900758183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166466078612863791.post-1856823114734275402008-12-10T15:54:00.000-06:002008-12-10T15:54:00.000-06:00A poem for your Uncle John:You will have treasure ...A poem for your Uncle John:<BR/><BR/>You will have treasure in Heaven. …Come, follow Me. Matthew 19:21 <BR/><BR/><BR/>I am no longer bound by gravity<BR/>I left behind all the<BR/>Indignities and frailties of mortals<BR/>I am healthy now<BR/>I have no pain<BR/><BR/>I am in a place beyond your <BR/>Imagining<BR/>I see the beginnings and ends of the universe<BR/>I hear the exquisite songs of angels<BR/>I am attended by those who have gone before me<BR/><BR/>I stand unaided, straight and strong <BR/>In God’s light<BR/><BR/>It is all and more than He said <BR/>It would be<BR/><BR/>© Cynthia Ann ConciatuMuseSwingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11999288873532715380noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166466078612863791.post-64059059623920555042008-12-10T15:52:00.000-06:002008-12-10T15:52:00.000-06:00There's nothing like planning a funeral to put you...There's nothing like planning a funeral to put you in touch with all of the interesting accessories that are available these days. I hadn't heard of the thumbprint. Hmmm. Sounds like you are doing an admirable job of taking care of your Uncle John. Bless you!MuseSwingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11999288873532715380noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166466078612863791.post-78468608250804369172008-12-10T12:44:00.000-06:002008-12-10T12:44:00.000-06:00zipped.zipped.ghosthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13451732568725703142noreply@blogger.com