The funeral was enormous. And there were a lot of other non-Muslims so I wasn't the only one in the crowd who did not understand all the readings or know exactly what was going on. RH's little girl spoke in English. She said that Daddy had tea parties with her and that he sometimes snuck her candies when Mummy said no. And that she missed him so much. She is only four.
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8 comments:
Awwww. How very sad to lose a parent at that age. My youngest child lost her father quite young, and has never completely gotten over it, I think.
I wonder how anyone ever recovers from those kinds of losses. I do not believe we do, not really. Maybe we just find new ways to be happy, which does not mean the empty space left behind is any smaller.
Oh, that's sad. I don't think people do fully recover form an early loss like that. It's always there as you grow up - what the parent would have meant to you at each stage.
I think about that at each of my niece's special events and milestones.
I lost my mother when I was 9...I've written a slew of poems about different aspects of the experience. What I find interesting about having experienced such a trauma, is that I am often fascinated with the macabre, and feel a sense of serenity and belonging at funerals. Unfortunately, I've been to quite a few in my life, but the aura surrounding the departure of loved ones, although sad, fills me with a sense of peace and bewilderment.
I've never been to a Muslim funeral before, but I can imagine the palpable sense of loss and mourning by people with such a religious and ritualistic culture.
I think I understand what you mean. I find funerals really quite difficult, probably because I prefer to grieve privately. But I want people I care about to feel supported. Otherwise I probably would not attend.
very sad,,,
25 years later I still can't get my head around my father dying. Your words brought that back.
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