another one of my friends... today he was in a car crash and his grandma died instantly and they aren't sure if hes gonna make it. hes in the hospital. why does this keep happening? when did my life suddenly become a movie? what was the last thing he saw or heard or was thinking of? what was the last thing he did? did he scream? does he even know anything happened???
In some traditions, forgive me for their names escape me, they would have first a funeral, sad and mournful, letting the person pass on, and then they would have a celebration or a feast, and set out a place for the dead.
...a Wandering Star for whom the black darkness has been reserved forever...
i dont get why it is that everything at a funeral has to be sad it should be a celebration of that persons lif and all the things and good that they did in thier life
If you want to do the fun stuff, you have to go through the hard stuff
and guys i laughed at my dads funaral loudly and i think everyone was to shocked to look because everyone in my extended family was laughing at a comment that my uncle made
I laughed loudly at my friend's funeral when everyone was still filing in, viewing the body and giving the condolences (mainly cause I had to keep sane SOMEHOW).
I had to stop myself from laughing aloud during the eulogy. Let's just say, if you talk to a person in your head, don't say something stupidly funny when you're coming out of shock.
hey ithinktwice i'm glad your freind is doing better
and guys i laughed at my dads funaral loudly and i think everyone was to shocked to look because everyone in my extended family was laughing at a comment that my uncle made
If you want to do the fun stuff, you have to go through the hard stuff
I once laughed at a funeral as well. I think that the reality of that person passing away hadn't hit me yet. I don't generally do well in funerals. Not that there is such a thing as doing well in funerals...
"In a time of universal deceit - telling the truth is a revolutionary act." - George Orwell
I laughed at a funeral. Loudly. When everyone else was quiet, when the priest was giving his speach. And I laughed for a long time. And people stared at me.
Yep.
And I would never feel pain / and never be without pleasure, ever, again / and if the reign stops, and everything's dry, he would cry just so I could drink the tears from his eyes...
Anyways, I'm sorry for your friend. The only thing to do is comfort him. Life sucks sometimes, worse for some than for others. But things always get better.