In our years on earth, most of us have attended lots of weddings and funerals. It’s a good bet that you’ve been to so many you’ve lost count.
We attended a funeral for Martha’s sister and a wedding of a friend’s son within eight days of each other not long ago. I suppose you’d think that weddings were better events than funerals, but I’m not so sure.
Funerals bring out relatives and friends that immediate survivors haven’t seen or corresponded with for a long time. In fact, at the funeral we attended, people I hadn’t seen in more than 40 years showed up to pay their final respects. Generally, that’s a good thing.
In many families, disagreements among close survivors have festered for years, causing bad feelings and often separating the warring parties who’ve not spoken to one another for decades. Sometimes, the loss of a loved one is overwhelming enough to thaw out the ice among the parties. In the scheme of things, situations that caused a rift long ago seem foolish and the parties may be prone to reconcile. Sometimes, the estranged can’t quite remember why they were on the outs for such a long time in the first place.