SusanofO
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I wrote a beautiful Eulogy when my mother died - but she was a great mom, and I loved her a lot. My other relatives drew a lot of comfort from it, at the time (so they said, and I have no reason to doubt them). If people really feel that way about people who have wronged them (and I know it can be tempting as an idea), BUT - they don't always have to muddy their own side of the street in response. I think counselling sessions are rather more the place to "get things like this out of one's system" (or with a trusted confidante). I think there exists the option to tell the Preacher there will simply be No Eulogy at the service in severe cases like this (ongoing child abuse w/no reconciliation or attempt at it, etc) - but I tend to be a diplomat, when it comes to well attended (sometimes by complete strangers) traditional social rituals and affairs. I also believe in an afterlife, and if the deceased is gone anyway - then maybe they are beginning to "reap what they've sown" on "the other side" by this time (and possibly forever) at this point anyway. If the Preacher balks at this idea of having No Eulogy, I'd seek a different one (and give him the same reason listed below. It is just what you've decided to do, period). After all, who's paying for the funeral? If anyone attending asks why no Eulogy- I'd answer: "That's just what we decided on as a family". If people become extra nosy - then just look forlorn, act like a fainting spell might be coming on, and like you're going to cry, in response to this kind of question. Given the circumstances, if they have one shred of decency they'll likely back off (and it isn't really any of their business - they just maybe aren't aware of this fact). If they persist with this question (or anyone else asks) just keep saying the same thing, over and over, like a broken record - or say you were just too broken up over it all, and just want to get the whole thing overwith because: "It's what mom/dad/Uncle Henry wanted". That would be my solution anyway - or else a very private Cremation ceremony (stated in any newspaper obituary as "family only" or something). Of course if you have relatives who fervently believe that mom/dad/Uncle Henry walked on water, who insist on helping with the funeral plans, this can all become more complicated (if they are luke-warm on the subject, then the above option re: Stating you "just need to get this over with - because you are so over-wrought and exhausted by it all" might still work out okay - especially if you distract them by asking for their help with another funeral-related duty, like greeting attendees, or choosing the flowers, or the casket. If it is an otherwise halfway decent service(music, psalms, etc perhaps) a missing Eulogy shouldn't really raise that many questions. Usually (depending on the church) there is a "format" to funerals - and the Eulogy is only a part of it all (sometimes a small part -unless someone in the family, or with the authority to do so, chooses to do otherwise - in any case that is something planned by very close relatives only, IMO). But if it doesn't work out, and someone insists on having one - then you always have the option to not attend at all, if you don't appreciate the arrangements made, IMO. Or, if someone else insists you "Say a few words about mom/dad/Uncle Henry" - then opt out, saying : "I am just in no kind of emotional shape to do this -please don't insist" - while you are pretending to sniff into your hankie w/sorrow, if it helps you beg off (which is actually true, IMO - you aren't in any emotional shape to contribute to what they seem to want to hear from you). That way, at least you've managed to side-step this awkward (and in your case un-necessary) obligation, but not ruined anyone else's ceremony in the process. Just my two cents. - Susan
< Message edited by SusanofO -- 9/11/2007 8:24:23 PM >
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"Hope is the thing with feathers, That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all". - Emily Dickinson
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