tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3334391160365031546.post3044729574463375007..comments2023-10-10T05:17:55.737-07:00Comments on Crushed By Ingsoc: A Place to Grieve.Crushedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02479751225625007588noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3334391160365031546.post-52614040629755412372007-03-27T14:25:00.000-07:002007-03-27T14:25:00.000-07:00I think mainly once the will is probated the ones ...I think mainly once the will is probated the ones who were"forgotten" take revenge. The ones who were not forgotten take holidays.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3334391160365031546.post-29084523406702741002007-03-28T05:54:00.000-07:002007-03-28T05:54:00.000-07:00My father passed away last October. I've been to h...My father passed away last October. I've been to his grave once since then. To be honest I didn't really feel anything then. I never got the sensation that he was there or that I was in his presence. <br><br>But then again I've always handled death a bit differently than most. I seem to "get over it" really quick. I'd guess the way I frame the world makes a pretty big difference there. <br><br>On the other hand I do feel that ache when I visit places we would go together when I was a kid.<br><br>Interesting to consider though. Those folk didn't pass on all that long ago, yet so far as we are concerned, they are forgotten.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3334391160365031546.post-61346669925188888662007-03-28T12:40:00.000-07:002007-03-28T12:40:00.000-07:00Alex: I'm sorry to hear that.My grandfather died s...Alex: I'm sorry to hear that.<br><br>My grandfather died some years ago and I never forgave him for wanting his ashes scattered. I have no focus point, no place to go to. He is always alive in my dreams, often with some stupid explanation as to where he's been over the past 5 years.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3334391160365031546.post-16705909032119576162007-03-30T01:52:00.000-07:002007-03-30T01:52:00.000-07:00I find cemeteries to be places of peace. Its where...I find cemeteries to be places of peace. Its where your hurts go to die. Where you can see others in the process of loss. You can put your life in perspective.<br><br>Peaceful.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3334391160365031546.post-47753007067081642852007-03-30T09:35:00.000-07:002007-03-30T09:35:00.000-07:00TTD,Thanks for the sentiment. We had considered th...TTD,<br>Thanks for the sentiment. We had considered the scattering bit but our funeral director (a marvelous man) strongly discouraged it. A physical place — a center — seems to be very important to us.<br><br>We heeded his direction mainly because now there will be this place we can bring my son to visit grandpa. <br><br>...That's the worst part. What could (arguably should) have been.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3334391160365031546.post-38345840041292224702007-03-30T12:05:00.000-07:002007-03-30T12:05:00.000-07:00I have been to secular cremations and fond a semse...I have been to secular cremations and fond a semse of unfillfillment. A man I knw well had a completely secular/atheist cremation some years back. I felt I had never really said goodby to him. I guess we need that.<br>I wanted to show my grandad the merit badges I had got in Scouts- that what I tild him by his grave in 89. Sounds sad. But he died the week I was sworn in.<br><br>Phishez, you're right. It fills you wth a huge sense of the importance of living for the day.<br><br>Alex, you have a good philospohy on this, but then, that dosn't surprise me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3334391160365031546.post-42056789568582318012007-03-30T20:40:00.000-07:002007-03-30T20:40:00.000-07:00My father in law was cremated and we have the ashe...My father in law was cremated and we have the ashes in the shed, with his parents. When we first had them, it was our kids who wanted to see them, trying to work out how a loved human could fit into a box the size of a two litre bottle of juice. So many questions. It is a focal point for their sadness. A year later and we don't have to bring the ashes out so often. <br><br>Part of me is for burying and another is for cremating. I have ambiguous thoughts about organ donation, wondering what my relatives would think, saying goodbye to a less than complete human being.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com