White Envelopes and Family Reunions
Let's face it. Nothing brings a family, extended, immediate or otherwise, together like the death of a family member. To a certain degree, ironic in itself, a funeral wake is akin to a family reunion.
Perhaps it is our human nature to take life and the living for granted. How many times have we decided skip a meeting with our relatives, or even friends, for that matter, while they are still alive? Yet, once they depart from this plane, everyone makes the time to flock down to those few precious days of the wake to pay their respects and to see the physical shell of the relative that once was before his/her cremation or burial.
Sadly, most of the times when these long forgotten relatives meet up to mourn the passing of one within the family, the interaction and conversations are brief, superficial and transient. With everyone leaving as acquaintances, time passes its harsh influence on our memories and eventually reduces everyone into strangers that are related only distantly by blood.
Once again, the cycle repeats itself - Only at the next passing will everyone gather and reacquaint themselves with one another. This is the sad reality of today, a by product of our modern individualistic culture of strangled values and asphexiated pace of life.
As Muse said - "Time is running out".
Perhaps it is our human nature to take life and the living for granted. How many times have we decided skip a meeting with our relatives, or even friends, for that matter, while they are still alive? Yet, once they depart from this plane, everyone makes the time to flock down to those few precious days of the wake to pay their respects and to see the physical shell of the relative that once was before his/her cremation or burial.
Sadly, most of the times when these long forgotten relatives meet up to mourn the passing of one within the family, the interaction and conversations are brief, superficial and transient. With everyone leaving as acquaintances, time passes its harsh influence on our memories and eventually reduces everyone into strangers that are related only distantly by blood.
Once again, the cycle repeats itself - Only at the next passing will everyone gather and reacquaint themselves with one another. This is the sad reality of today, a by product of our modern individualistic culture of strangled values and asphexiated pace of life.
As Muse said - "Time is running out".
posted by Noir @ 12:03 AM
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