We were at a funeral yesterday. After the service there was a lunch; a celebration. The death of someone “young” — whatever that boundary is … under 50? — is a tragedy; of someone old — over 80? — is a celebration.
As we sat at the table enjoying our lunch and conversation I found myself thinking of weddings; there seemed to be something similar.
It struck me that a transition was underway. For a large part of my life, weddings dominated: a period of weddings of friends, followed by a period of weddings of children. Now we seem to be entering a period offunerals of friend’s parents and of friends.
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