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Urethra Franklin



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Status: Single
Age: 35
Sign: Cancer

City: New Orleans
State: LOUISIANA
Country: US
Signup Date: 1/15/2006

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Tuesday, June 13, 2006 

Current mood:  contemplative

I'm a natural observer...have been for as long as I can remember.  I will always sit back and take in my surroundings no matter what setting I find myself in.  Today I attended a wake for my uncle.  A funeral home is a place that creates lots of moments...moments to remember.  Heres what I observed.

First, there are levels assigned to the people in attendance. The levels are as follows: Grief stricken family members--- Relatives of the grief stricken who grieve for the family--- Friends and people who knew the decedant--- Employees of the funeral home.

As it plays out the family views the body first...to get the BIGGIES outta the way...the thinking is that momma may collapse when she sees daddy in a casket.   So that moment is reserved for a private family time.  The relatives of the grief stricken hang back and wait for their turn to view the body.   This usually occurs after the grief stricken have calmed down.  As the public is allowed in, it appears that the family has calmed to a reminiscent tone.  You know that tone...that eerie level of conversation that you ONLY hear in a funeral home!

One of the things I observed was that people grieve in different ways. Some fight it...unwilling to give in and show how they feel.  Others cannot hide it for anything...wailing uncontrollably and needing the warm touch or embrace of anyone, everyone.  Yet, some are visibly upset and just need an occassional hug. And then there are those that grieve by helping the family.  These are interesting to me...and I think I may fall into this category.  We like to make sure things are done or handled.  We like to make things comfortable for the grieving.  It seems like the only thing we can do to help.  Its out of helplessness that we do this I think.  And its becasue Im in the level of grieving for the grievers.  Its hard to see so many people hurting to this degree...and its even harder to see people that I always looked up to... seem so vulnerable.

Heres the BIG thing I observed...Everytime someone new comes down the aisle to view the body...everyone gets quiet to watch their reaction to the body.  I find this very interesting and unnerving at the same time.  I find it interesting because my first thought is "how do you want them to react?" I find it unnerving because I think its a private moment for each person and I hate to think that I am watching it play out.  AND I dont want people staring at me when I view someone for the last time!

Human grief seems so animalistic...but in fact it is just that...a human quality...its actually one of the things that MAKES us human.  The ability to emote or express feelings is a part of humanity that is a blessing and a curse at the same time.  We can be UP. We can be DOWN.  Grief is part of the pendulum that we all swing upon.  And at some point we will all experience each level of participation in a funeral...except of course employee. So, with that said, allow people to grieve in the way that best suites them...including yourslef.

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GYPSY

 
Very well said, I have been to so many of these things it's become so routine for me. Im a pro.
 
Posted by GYPSY on Tuesday, June 13, 2006 - 1:33 AM
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Urethra Franklin

 

Guy, I think we are on a very similar plane this evening...Domingo's page moved me to tears...  http://www.myspace.com/depechedude

I remember how fun and full of life he was when I met him...and I also remember thinking he was an odd match for you...but i knew you must have seen something really special in him! Thanks for sharing it with me./

I LOVE YOU!!


 
Posted by Urethra Franklin on Tuesday, June 13, 2006 - 3:59 AM
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sKILLz Da Money Taker!

 

As always well written Uree!

I too am an observer, always have been. Just something in me that makes me want to see everything and take notice to whats going on around me and with others around me.

This is in my own opinion just from what I observe. Maybe you find yourself wanting to help others because you youself dont want to feel, and be seen as vulnerable. I always see myself as the strong one. I have to take that role. Why? Thats what we put on yourselves dear.

As for the grieving, no one wants to see anyone in that kind of emotion. I think they look to the people coming up to see how they willreact for differant reasons. Some want to know if they need condolance, some want to know who the fuck is this person, some just want to see that others are feeling the same dam way that they are.

As always I'm sorry to hear about a death in the family. But as hard as it is dying is a part of living!

 

 


 
Posted by sKILLz Da Money Taker! on Tuesday, June 13, 2006 - 4:26 AM
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Urethra Franklin

 
You are SOOO right!! Im actually laughing cause everytime someone new walked in I leaned to my mom and said "who's that?"   And youre right about the other stuff too...keeping busy is a defense mechanism.  Occupying the mind to protect it from pain I guess.  Pain is what it is...it cant be fun, otherwise it wouldnt be pain.  It balances us in our lives...that pendulum keeps us going.  I think I make sense...
 
Posted by Urethra Franklin on Tuesday, June 13, 2006 - 4:31 AM
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sKILLz Da Money Taker!

 

Yes you totally make sense dear. Pain is a muthafucka! Let me tell you. I do anything and everything I need to, to keep that bitch away from me. When your in that kind of setting for me it just comes naturally. I dont want anyone else to see me down and "feeling" so I make sure others are comforted. Sometimes I feel like people see me as the "strong one" so right away even if I WANTED to break down I couldnt. Why do we take these roles on? Are they put on by us or by our loved ones?

If there put on by others do they realize how fucked up it is? What if I'm totally not this person? When do I get a fucking break? When do I get to break down? When do I get to be weak?

I'm sorry i'm rambling now.........


 
Posted by sKILLz Da Money Taker! on Tuesday, June 13, 2006 - 4:38 AM
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Urethra Franklin

 
EXACTLT!!! I guess thats when you fall into the level of Grief Stricken?? When you cant or wont care about your surroundings so you just grieve in an animalistic way...maybe?
 
Posted by Urethra Franklin on Tuesday, June 13, 2006 - 4:41 AM
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sKILLz Da Money Taker!

 

Well honestly when I get into that "mode" I dont care about anything! I dont give a fuck! Sad to say but its true. animalsitic or just "I'd have ENOUGH?! Maybe?


 
Posted by sKILLz Da Money Taker! on Tuesday, June 13, 2006 - 4:45 AM
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Urethra Franklin

 

Yep...i'd agree.


 
Posted by Urethra Franklin on Tuesday, June 13, 2006 - 4:46 AM
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Natalie

 

hi my dear uree.  i'm sorry to hear about your uncle.  thanks for thinking this out...interesting...and something we all can identify with.

xoxo


 
Posted by Natalie on Tuesday, June 13, 2006 - 1:21 PM
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