Life working at a Funeral Home
Some days really put things into perspective. We have been slow lately. Usually when we are slow for an extended period of time it means only one thing….that we are about to get slammed! How or why this happens is beyond me. There is no rhyme or reason to it..
But I think as of yesterday or busy time has arrived. We got a new call in the morning. They came in early afternoon to make arrangements. During that arrangement someone else came to the door. Since there was inly 2 of us there and one was with the family, I got the door. It was a young man with his father. He said he wanted to make arrangements…..you all know how much I just love a walkin. So I go and get some paperwork and sit with them. As I started to ask questions I learn that the oerson they are making arrangements for has not passed yet. I ask if they wanted to pre pay or just get pricing and just get everything down on paper. The young man says he just wants to get the cist down on paper and pick out a casket and visitation times and funeral times. I learn that his wife is terminal. She has cancer. They have 3 young children. She is at home in the care of hospice. They are a little younger than I am, but not by much. I feel bad for him, he just seems to be lost. He was trying to keep his spirit up, joking around and talking about a few things that his family likes to do. I on the other hand cant quit help but feel sad for him and winder just how his wife feels, knowing that she is leaving her husband and kids. I cant help but think..what if that were happen to me and my spouse? I dont know how i wiuld manage wirh a spouse that is young and we pretty much have the second half of our lives to live together. Wether those years have bad times or not, we would still be together. Reminds me of a movie I saw once, cannot remember the movie, but the woman, an older woman said ‘marriage is like a roller coaster, you have your ups and downs’. Its true. And just a side note I hate roller coasters, I dont hate marriage, i dislike the ‘downs’. So hearing him have to plan his young wifes funeral makes one appreciate not only their spouse more but appreciate your health and life. The backache I woke up with somehow didnt seem so bad. And the little annoying things your spouse does, well, let it slide this time. I hate when when mine puts the garbage bag in the trash can, he never puts it in right, according to ‘my’ standards. But who cares, its just a teash bag, right.