Hola,
I was in town the other day and traffic at the main roundabout was more snarled up than normal, but when I walked a bit further, I understood why.
A hearse had moved slowly up one of the hilly arteries, and was entering the roundabout. I noticed, with a little shock, the simple, wooden coffin lay not in the vehicle, but on the shoulders of loved ones or friends behind the hearse. Shock soon turned to a poignant awe as traffic came immediately to a standstill -- as did all conversations as the coffin passed several bars and bystanders -- on the way to the cemetery on the other side of the roundabout.
The coffin had six able persons carrying it on its final journey, with many pallbearers feeling the comfort of a spare hand on their free shoulder and it was such a beautiful, but private moment surrounded by dozens, if not hundreds of people that I didn't lift my phone to capture something I'll never forget.
We all have to go, and I've been blessed that I've not had to walk behind a funeral cortege for more than 40 years, but when I go, there are definitely worse ways to take that final journey.
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When my sister moved to South Carolina, we were surprised to see traffic pull over and come to a stop as funeral processions drove by- even on busy highways. It's such a kind show of sympathy and respect.
Hi Mark - I can quite understand your feelings ... such a simple way of life, with simple goodbyes - yet totally fulfilled for their final journey. So typical of a together way of life ... I can see it too: well told - cheers Hilary
Certainly a sombre moment. We all hope we have enough friends to carry us those final steps.
That is cool. That is respect. And in many places around here, it would be met with the car horns and shouts of idiots.
Bittersweet and touching. Who would dare interrupt such a moment?
How amazing to be so loved? Is there any bigger legacy one could leave behind? My gram passed from cancer last summer and the outpouring of love and support was the greatest testament to who she was as a person. I can only hope to be as great a lady as her.
Thanks for sharing this lovely and sad moment with us, Mark.
That is touching. I used to be all about the hurry. Now, I want to appreciate. This is wonderful.
For an eye opening, heart opening moment, that was a perfect one. Makes one reflect... I appreciate you sharing this moment with us. Whoever it was, they were seen and felt around the world because you shared this with us.
Pity the close friends and family can't see this blog, they would appreciate it I know. Thanks Mork.
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