Then I went to a funeral. We need more books like that.
Actually, if we were all the same, then the world would be a very boring place, so I am not advocating a funeral template that we all must follow. However, there are certain things that should remain constant.
Polite Etiquette:
- Make sure your guests know they are noticed. Nod, smile, at least lift your hand in acknowledgment of them, even if you are conversing with someone else... but, do not look at everyone else and not the person you are conversing with.
- Don't tell someone to hang on 20 more minutes without at least saying, "I'm so honored that you came" and without telling them where the bathroom is and where the coffee is
- If you can't think of anything to say, hug them. In the South that always works
- If your mother or mother-in-law is there, just say, "I'd love to sit and visit with you but I've got all these other people to nod, smile and wave at, please forgive me for not fawning all over you...even if she has to travel 350 miles round trip. Your first order of business is to be a good hostess. This helps with self-control and with grief. It costs nothing to be gracious.
- Never, ever forget to introduce people who are talking with you and are in close proximity. You never know if they might have some wonderful common ground which will give you freedom to nod, smile and wave at people.
- If you have to have the funeral at a funeral home, make sure there is good flow and a clump of people are not clogging the way to get to the family to express sympathy.
- Try not to do the wake and the funeral in the same 3 hour period. This is exhausting for people who have to drive 350 miles round trip.
I have to tell you, I was very proud of my daughter. An objective fly on the wall would have known within the first few minutes that my daughter was gracious and very good at doing funerals even though this was her first experience with "immediate family death". The other two daughters-in-law were not prostrate with grief, but neither were they much good at being gracious hostesses. I want you to know, I am not being critical because, bless their hearts, they have never had to do a funeral before either.
So, please take these few things I've listed above as etiquette points to ponder. It isn't because it is the Southern Way. It is because they will serve you well in any gathering where you find yourself the hostess or host. There are just certain things that are done and not done which emblazon a banner across your forehead that either says, 'Gracious' or 'Uncouth Idiot'.
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I'm affraid I was an uncouth idiot when my husband passed away. I fell apart and stayed that way for a very long time. Went to the cemetery every night for the first year after work. I'm sure everyone thought I was going insane but it was just something that I had to do, it made me feel better.
Please forgive me, Exseno. I truly did not have criticism in mind for grieving widows or widowers.
This post was more catharsis on my part because I was completely ignored even by my own daughter. But, the fact is, I am that safe harbor for my daughter. She knows she can count on my unconditional love and can pretty much act any ole way without fear of producing a terrible reaction from me. It hurt, but I'll live and my little paper cut cannot compare to the deep, gaping wounds of a grieving family. So, perhaps this post was not in the best of taste. Please forgive me.
I have to agree with you, Gina. This is why I believe pastors or funeral directors should comfort the grieving while someone of better fortitude should be host/ess.
Personally, I want a decent worship service and pastor's message at my funeral and then everyone can go someplace like Alfy's for the reception and just relish their own life.
Glory
Thanks, Glory. I want a decent worship service, too. I want people to celebrate my life, not my death. I want people to know that I'm so much happier in Heaven and I absolutely want the plan of salvation outlined.
Oh Gina, There is nothing to forgive. It was a wonderful post. If I had seen it before my husband died maybe I would have been able to pull myself together enough to think of others,to at least be there for my kids. So write on girl it was good.
Exseno-- :)
Susie, I pray you never have to deal with this... or at least for a very long time!
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