Making any sense??

Okay...so you walk into the funeral home and you see this person lying in this casket and it vaguely resembles your husband and he has this quirky smile on his face and your first instinct is to straighten his collar!!!!  WTH!!!!!  I really don't like to go to the funeral parlor and certainly never thought I would be seeing my husband lying in this casket with his eyes all glued shut and his hands folded like they do. And whats that all about anyway...I mean he should have been holding his phone or something. It just all looks so fake. He surely isn't here - in this room - at this moment. I don't think anyway. But then you can never be certain can you. What if he was watching? All of us looking at him, talking about him. The awkward glances and held back tears. What do you do, what do you say, how do you act? I couldn't imagine having a room full of people talking and laughing and acting like there wasn't a dead body lying there. What a joke - people that haven't really mattered anyway or just passed through his life at one time. 

I'm so grateful and blessed that only our children and two loving brothers were there to see the body at peace before we closed it off to the world. Two nights before it had been filled with disease and fear. And then it flowed out of him and he was gone. And now the body rests in peace....and maybe that is why we do this thing at the funeral parlor. It helps us feel better to see the peace after all the pain.

But I still had to straighten his collar.