When I first read your blog it was a long time ago. I felt it was full of beauty and honesty in a world that could be grim.
Then when your Mary died, I felt sad for you. Sad in that unexpected way. Why would I feel sad for a person I do not know? It was your expression of grief that saddened me. Articulate and tender. I still cannot read what you write without tears coming to my eyes. The awareness of grief so poignant is difficult to comprehend but I understood in my small way.
I still feel sad but I am also happy to see you still here. Making difficult decisions and recording them. So, I would like you to bother. It means something to this unknown person on the other side of the world.
Linda, wherever you may be I want you to know that it's people just like yourself who "make" me continue to bother. It seems that just when everything appears to be gloomiest someone, somewhere, tells me why I need to continue - thank you Linda
This is an actual photo that was given to me by a family.
This is the ongoing story of the life of "the local undertaker" and how I got where I am today. Being a Funeral Director has led me down a path in life that I can't fully describe but I can try to explain. There have been times of fear, caring, laughter, hope, dread, hopelessness, insecurity, tiredness, fulfillment and love. All of these feelings intertwined are what I am and what I plan to detail.
Read my interview by AngryBarCode - Let me know If you'd like me to interview you - just ask me
If you should have any questions regarding the Death Care Industry just email me at deathsweep@gmail.com and I'll give you the best answer I can. If I don't know the answer, I'll find it for you.
***CHECK OUT THE CLOCK AT THE BOTTOM OF THIS PAGE...I FOUND IT HARD TO BELIEVE! YOU WILL TOO. WONDER HOW LONG IT WILL TAKE BEFORE SWINE FLU IS ADDED TO THIS?
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When I first read your blog it was a long time ago. I felt it was full of beauty and honesty in a world that could be grim.
Then when your Mary died, I felt sad for you. Sad in that unexpected way. Why would I feel sad for a person I do not know? It was your expression of grief that saddened me. Articulate and tender. I still cannot read what you write without tears coming to my eyes. The awareness of grief so poignant is difficult to comprehend but I understood in my small way.
I still feel sad but I am also happy to see you still here. Making difficult decisions and recording them. So, I would like you to bother. It means something to this unknown person on the other side of the world.
Linda, wherever you may be I want you to know that it's people just like yourself who "make" me continue to bother. It seems that just when everything appears to be gloomiest someone, somewhere, tells me why I need to continue - thank you Linda
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