Passing Time In The Hereafter
January 3, 2017 12:31pm CST
Every day my husband and I get two newspapers, a local one and a national one. Every day I scan the obituaries. Why? Do I know people in Munich where the national newspaper comes from? No, not a soul. Do I know many old people in the town where we live? No, I wasn't born here and didn't grow up here. Most names mean nothing to me. Names - that's the catchword. I haven't got a perverse liking for death, grief and mourning. I love bizarre surnames and the German language is full of these. I have a vast collection of side-splitting, sock-wetting surnames. Obituaries are the easiest place to spot them as they're printed in bold letters. Exhilarating as this subject is it's not the topic here. Looking for names I willy-nilly also register the texts of the obituaries. They're often also very funny, at least for me. I don't collect them but enjoy them when I find them - which happens every time I look. Nobody knows anything about the Hereafter. Religious people may believe that there is one, but not even they know exactly what it's like. Reading obituaries (And this isn't a German phenomenon. You can find it in other countries as well) one gets the impression that the Hereafter is exactly like the Here. This means: the deceased have subscribed to newspapers and when they sit on their clouds, they either play their harps or they study the pages with obituaries. When they spot their names, they jump up and shout a loud "Hallelujah". If the bereaved didn't believe this, they wouldn't address them directly, would they? "You've left us much too early". "We miss you". "We won't forget you". "We'll meet again". Etc., etc. Now if that isn't funny, I don't know what is. The first prize, however, goes to a facebook entry an online friend sent me knowing that it would cause me hysterics. Here it is: "You lost your fight a year ago today my boy, and I still miss you every single day. Forever in my heart x x x Charlie 14.8.00-16.4.14 x x" Underneath is a picture of Charlie - a very handsome Burmese CAT. Eternity is long. Time enough for a cat to learn to read.
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• United States
Yes, I am sure that a cat, a dog, and all other creatures owned by humans, will have the ability to read when they leave this world. I think pet owners owe it to their fur babies to write an obituary that is one of loving words and tinged with sorrow over the loss. If an obituary is not up to a pet's standards, the afterlife will be filled with humans whose pets have found eternal homes with those humans who have proven to be more worthy of a pet's affections. I am going to practice writing a humdinger of an obituary for Molly.
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• Sutton, England
I don't like thoughts about a deceased person to be declared publicly. It would not have been welcomed when my mum passed away a year ago. The entry about the cat is hysterical. People do go too far in their declarations on Facebook and in the media.
That was funny, thanks for another laugh today. My dad always read the obits and when I asked why he said with a smile just to make sure I'm not in them... But he was a retired business man and I know he knew most of the people in there..I never do read them, but I might have to now after reading this, I always considered them morbid but interesting and sometimes funny sounds good to me.
Well! As per my observation and experienced it myself. Those cemeteries are built to people who are still alive, To give them a place to go when they felt sad of lost and miss those deceased people under the grave. There, nobody can understand your grave feelings and others who might hear your cry out will also understand that you needed to release it! We all needed a release sometimes before we can totally accept the fact that we are still breathing and those who are gone are now in a peaceful place that nobody knows existed or not
• Riga, Latvia
Well I for one believe we are never too far from the threshold that leads us to the other side. I have seen, heard and yes, even spoken to so I for one know that those who have passed on can still be that close to us and know what is going on. Now that is not saying that they actually read newspapers up there.As for the cat well I think that is just fond feeling but then who knows? I know animals have souls. My first cat came to visit for awhile and when we adopted our present cat she just faded away. To believe or not to believe that is the question.