Saturday, April 30, 2011

HW 50 - First Third of Care-of-the-Dead Book Post

Precis
          I have been to a couple of funerals.  I have different experiences at different funerals.  This book I'm currently reading shows the stories of some unexpected and some expercted deaths in a different point of view.  This book reveals the secrets to people befor and if they have someone they loved has died.  The book is strong.  I feel that a funeral is basically a look back at all of the impacts the deceased person has had with his/her friends and family.  Life seems short.  If you really think about it, we are slowly dying.  I have always seen humans as snowflakes, they don't last long, but they always leave such an unforgetable mark. 

Quotes I Liked 
1) "She had done everything in her life that was important to her.  Sure, she would of loved to spend more time with her grandchildren, but she missed her husband more and more" (page 14)

2) "He feels cool.  Don't you think you should have a blanket around him?  Her eyes widened.  You're right.  He is cold and he has been so sick.  Yes, I need a blanket for him.  There's one in the living room on the couch.  Will you get it for me?" (page 26)

Analytical Paragraph
          In the story of The Spitfire who planned her own funneral. Lucy has lived a great life.  She was in her mid-seventies.  She spent a lot of her own time picking out caskets for herself, and talking about how she wanted the people at her funeral to have a good time.  Lucy then falls down some steps and then later gets cancer, that doesn;t stop Lucy from living her life.  Two weeks later she then dies.  I felt that Once Lucy was able to accept the fact that she was going to die, she was able to live.  Most people today are worrying about how or when they are going to die, and not living in the now.  They are scared.  But not Lucy, she was able to live by doing the one thing she loved to do the most.  And that was to spend time with her grandchildren.  In the story of The Mother who couldn;t let go, a six year old moth boy has died.  And the mother sits out on the steps holding him not letting anybody take him away.  She is then confronted by a women who would like to play along with her.  She is in complete denial that her son is dead and treats him as if he were still alive.  The one true test of love is letting go.

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