I think I went to my first funeral at age 9 and the black folks' behavior mortified me. People screaming, grabbing bodies out of the coffin, or trying to jump in the coffin, or all out hollering...just put me in shock. I remember my cousin tried to jump into the ground on top of the casket as it was put down...and my uncle told them to go on and bury her *** in there if she did. EEEK!
So now I have a fear of funerals. I hate remembering people in coffins. I hate it that SOME idiots take pictures of people in coffins and then place them inside what looks like a normal photo album...seeing those photos always startle me.
My grammy has talked to me until she is blue in the face about what her arrangements are for her funeral. She paid it up front through Purple Cross. I hope I'm able to attend...but it might be hard. I dread the day I go check on my grammy and she is no longer here.
What are your thoughts or feelings regarding funerals?
So now I have a fear of funerals. I hate remembering people in coffins. I hate it that SOME idiots take pictures of people in coffins and then place them inside what looks like a normal photo album...seeing those photos always startle me.
My grammy has talked to me until she is blue in the face about what her arrangements are for her funeral. She paid it up front through Purple Cross. I hope I'm able to attend...but it might be hard. I dread the day I go check on my grammy and she is no longer here.
What are your thoughts or feelings regarding funerals?