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On Funerals and Reunions

I went to a friend’s dad’s wake today, but it didn’t feel like it. It felt more like a Class Reunion than a wake. I saw a couple of old friends there which I know I wouldn’t see on a regular basis. We laughed and reminisced as expected. The conversation was light, it was as if my friend wasn’t mourning the loss of his father.Funny how we had to see each other again in a funeral. I guess funerals bring people back together.

It’s not the quantity of time that you spend there. It’s the fact that you came, you took time and visited a friend in a time of need.  They need company and comfort and you were there. That is what matters. It’s not how long you stayed there or how many times you visited – or the flowers you brought. It’s the fact that you remembered to be there for your friend/loved one and tell him, “If you need to grieve, I’ll listen.”

It’s sad that one person’s passing would be the cause of a reunion or get together. Why can’t we make it as important to make it a point to go see each other when everyone’s still alive? Isn’t that better?

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A 30 something fangirl, writer, artist and dreamer, a princess by day and ninja by night who believes in magic, true love and wants to change the world one brush stroke at a time. Marikit is a self-taught artist learning more about art and the world around her.

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