Today, I visited a wake in a funeral home for the first time in my life. I’ve been to one funeral before since I came to Canada, but no wake. I have been curious about this, because it’s all so different from Sweden. There aren’t any funeral homes there, and not this whole concept with two-steps; wake and funeral — there’s only the funeral in a church or chapel. I was an avid watcher of the TV-show Sopranos, so I got to see many funerals homes, but that’s not the same as experience it in real life.
What was strikingly different to me, was that the body was exposed … open casket! Even though I knew beforehand that that might be the case, it felt very strange. At least when I was growing up … I don’t know if that has changed now … the approach to dead bodies was very different, and definitely not for children to see! I even remember discussions whether children should go to funerals! I was twelve the first time, but I don’t remember that the question had occurred before that. In any event, it was almost like a dead body was something eerie or spooky. I know now, that at least when a person dies in hospital, the family gathers afterwards to say their farewells, but this happens right after the moment the person died.
This wake we went to today … the lady who’d died was 103, and an old friend of Gerry’s family — she was even the brides maid on his parents’ wedding — I had no personal, emotional involvement. It was rather a ‘pleasant’ occasion. People were mingling and chatting away …the place itself was beautiful! Tomorrow morning is the funeral, and it’s in the same church as the first funeral I went to here, a couple of years ago.
It snowed most all day today … it had started overnight so it was all white when I got up! One of the Easter lilies had a droplet hanging from the stamen so I decided to do some little photo experiment before we were going out. The lighting was difficult and I couldn’t move it, as the droplet would probably fall down, but this is what came out of it.