I recently poured out my heart to a colleague about my guilt at two condolence notes left unwritten. One note was intended for a colleague whose sister had died, though I’d heard about the death long after the funeral had taken place.
Let’s face it – funerals are the parties no one wants to plan. And most people only interact with funeral directors at funerals when they are appropriately solicitous, supportive and somber.
This is a photo I took of my parents’ joint funeral.
Unbelievably, they both died in the same week, in their sleep, aged 86 and 84. My dad had had a stroke a year previously and hadn’t been doing too well, so it wasn’t entirely unexpected when I got a phone call one morning saying he hadn’t woken up.
Some insist that traditional funerals are a thing of the past. But the funeral of President George H. W. Bush showed the world otherwise.
2019 is right at the door! It is a brand new turning of the pages. As I reflect on the past year, both in my personal life and work, the most important thought that strikes me is the pervasive sense of fear in people around me. The what isn’t all that important, so I will focus on the outcome of fear in our lives.
Have you recently received a negative diagnosis from your doctor? Or have you ever talked with your family about end-of-life issues? Have you and your family discussed quality of life versus quantity of life? How about a DNR, or life support, or feeding tubes, or home versus nursing facilities?
Half a year after the Napa and Sonoma wildfires, NBC Bay Area reported on the plight of a homeowner locked in a dispute with one specific insurer.
Ok, I’m not a big sports fan. That said, there’s one statistic that has always amazed me. Many people know that, in 1923, the famous baseball player, Babe Ruth, broke the record for most home runs in a season.