First light didn’t bring the weather I had been hoping for – it was overcast and wet. I had prayed for glorious sunshine for the day of his funeral, but perhaps overcast and wet were better suited to the misery I felt.
Have you ever been asked the question “What would you want your friends to say about you at your funeral“? It’s the sort of question we’re sometimes asked on training courses aimed at understanding how well we know ourselves, and it’s one of those embarrassingly awkward questions which modesty or lack of self-confidence prevents us from answering truthfully.
In the past year I have attended three funerals – elderly relatives and friends who had been ill for a while and whose time was finally up. On each occasion, I learned far more about them through listening to their eulogies than I ever did during their lives.Continue reading