Funerals

My wife's uncle died this past week. I'm surprised it didn't overshadow Michael Jackson's death a few weeks ago. No, seriously, I know a fellow human died, but some people are probably better off. I know that sounds cold, but if you knew this man, you'd probably agree. He had no friends, lived the life of a hermit, drank and smoked to an excess, and lived in a dilapidated house in squalor. The quality of life was less than desirable you could say. He had numerous medical ailments that he's dealt with for years, but has probably outlasted people who actually cared about their health. He wasn't even really that nice of a person, very cynical, self righteous, and condescending. He's at rest now, which is likely the happiest he's been in many decades. The funeral, if that's what you call it, is just a ceremony at the funeral home, with some folks uttering some niceties, and maybe a hope for the future. Life needs to be enjoyed, not squandered. It's short and glutted with agitation, wrote a famous author. Try to make it the best life you know how, for yourself and those around you. Burdensome people are just so.... burdensome! As far as the funeral goes, I personally think simple is best. First of all, it shouldn't cost a lot of money to die. Second, you're dead, what do you have to offer anyone anymore? Discuss the memories with those who are living, hold out a hope for the future, and encourage everyone in attendance to live life like it was meant to be enjoyed. Amen.