So Friday night I accidentally locked an employee in the building..so I had to go back and open the gate for her. OOOPS!! I had never done that before...but it was Brianna Wuensch, so she wasn't pissed off or anything..
When I got home I suddenly had a swooping thought go thru my head of the three funerals I attended to last year. Two of them open casket, and one closed and a memorial service was given. The two that were open casket, did not look a thing like they did when they were alive. I cannot stand looking at open caskets anymore. It frightens me beyond belief. Thinking of Aaron Wuensch (Brianna's brother) while he was alive and having just talked to him the week before he died. Seeing his face all solomn, shrunken, and powdery grey. Smelling like some sort of chemical. His hands were rock hard. He was not anything like he was in life. I cannot stand to see myself that way when I'm gone. If anyone survives me when I die...please have me in a CLOSED casket. I don't want anyone remembering me any other way than how I was when I was alive. It's horrific and haunting seeing someone gone and cold, but dressed as if they were alive. It is so creepy and unrealistic.
Dude!! My poor Jubieeee!! I keep forgetting that you went to THREE funerals last year. Absolutely insane...and terrifying.
ReplyDeleteI totally agree about the open casket thing. I mean, if close family members and friends REALLY wanted to see me dead, that would be ok. But these "viewings" where just anyone can come in and gawk at your dead body without ever knowing you or any facet of your life is just plain bizarre. It's better to have a closed casket with a picture of the person LIVING.
I've never seen a dead body yet and I really, really don't ever want to!! I'm sorry you were overloaded last year. Love you bunny!