onward
Rainy, rainy day. Done with my nap. So I'm back to the living room and busy work. I'm bouncing back and forth between weaving, working on income taxes over at the new table and piano practice. I finished watching the netflix series The Casketeers as I ate lunch. I would be very happy if that show could continue. It says online that there are 4 seasons but I seem to be only able to get 2. I was telling Johnny on the phone about watching the 3 shows about funeral homes right now (Six Feet Under, Buried by the Bernards, and The Casketeers) and he said, yeah mom, you have always been fascinated by death. It's true. Even as a very little kid I wanted to be there when the baby rabbit that we were trying to nurse passed on. We knew it was dying and I just wanted to SEE it happen. Solve the mystery of where did it go? In The Casketeer series it seems very much like they don't GO. They treat the dead like they are still there. They talk to them, ask them questions, they tell them what they will be doing next, they compliment them on how great they look, how happy they are for them that their families are there. I had come to think that spending money on a coffin and all that is stupid, a waste of money. Thinking get rid of the body after the person dies - it's just garbage now. Burn it up quick and have it be gone. That is very different from the way these people treat the bodies of their dead. There must be something between those two extremes. A way to honor the person and send them off with love but without filling the body up with chemicals (something I will never believe in). Hopefully I'm learning something as time goes on. I know I learned something between the time that John and then Dad died, and 6 years later Mom died. For Mom I asked hospice to arrange it so that we could keep Mom's body in the house till evening (she died at 8 in the morning) and we could visit with the body all day. Be alone with it. That is the way to do it.