We have been unusually busy at the funeral home for the past few days and I have not been paying much attention to the news, but kept hearing references to the story referenced below.

This may not come as much of a surprise to you, but I think segments of our society are really messed up…priorities are way out of alignment…(yes, and I suppose it would be appropriate for me to, at this point, label myself an occasional hypocrite)…chapters playing out of The Fall of The Roman Empire.

Caleb nails it here: When We Don’t Give a Pause: Javon Belcher and the NFL

The “meat” of the article is towards the end and Caleb describes situations that I find myself dealing with more and more regularly…there is a rising number of people who will try to “fit” a funeral for a loved one around their existing schedule. A couple of years ago, a sibling of someone who took over arranging the funeral for their mother confided in me that her sister was a big fan of American Idol and made sure that their mother’s visitation did not conflict with her watching the show.

The front porch of a funeral home..where life meets death

The front porch of a funeral home..where life meets death

In days gone by… and still often times today…people put their lives on hold for a couple of days to honor, remember and say goodbye to their loved ones.

Is that too much to ask?

About Ray V.

Living between Aiken & Charleston,, South Carolina, USA, I like to share what I am looking at, thinking about or listening to. I refer to this as the view out my window. Thanks for stopping by.
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4 Responses to Priorities

  1. says:

    Isn’t it a shame ,that a love ones death always come at a bad time…..for some ………. I get a kick out of some of the Obits a 98 year old died unexpectedly………..???


  2. Yes, it does appear strange some times…thanks for continuing to be a faithful reader…


  3. Ray's Mom says:

    Seldom have I heard someone say they enjoy a funeral – only once actually when it was someone who was so hated by another person that it was said they were attending the funeral just to be sure he was really and finally dead. I suppose that defines grief and grievious.


  4. Someday, I will write a book about all the things I hear from family members talking about each other. The book will be called, “There is Only One Family Named The Waltons”
    THanks again for reading.


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