A month ago I could have told you that I had never really experienced a death in the family. That all changed two and a half weeks ago.
I have known family members that have past away over the years, but due to the circumstances at the time I was not overly fazed by them. I never went to any of the services. I never learned how to deal with the aftermath. I just saw the events for what they were. Someone had died, and that that event fit into the larger circle of life. It seems somewhat fitting to me, that I; someone who doesn't really know how to react right now to the recent deaths in my family, to be taking an Archaeology of Death course.
The irony is not lost on me either. The day I found out that our first class was cancelled was the day after my dog died (whom I got when I was 7) or that the day our first class was supposed to be on, my Great Uncle died. Perhaps through this course I'll find some solace.
Until then,
A
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