My grandma died about seven months ago, and she decided before she died that she didn't want her casket open at the wake. I understand why, but I wish she hadn't made that decision because I never saw her dead, and it still hasn't hit me that she's gone. I never had the chance to look at her and think, "this is the last time I'll see her face on this planet. I won't see her again." She feels like someone who's been lost in a plane or boat accident and her body was never recovered, so it's uncertain whether or not she's dead.
Last night, I had a dream about her, and then I woke up and thought she hadn't died yet. I feel like I'm still waiting, and I keep having to remind myself that she's dead.
All I'm saying is, when you die, please let your family see you dead. Give them a chance to say goodbye and have closure.
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