Seajay
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O/T but just to share something my mother once told me after my brother died. I was a child when Pete passed and I had a hard time understanding why they would bury him, even at 7yo I knew burying a person was bad and I was afraid for him, in my mind thinking Peter the person would be buried. My mom explained that it wasn't Peter the person we were burying, it was Peter's body. She said when God created us he gave us a soul and a body and that our body was just a shell, a container to hold our soul but when we die our soul leave the shell. She went on to say that the soul was the person I knew, not his body. She said that Peter the person was not in the shell anymore, instead his soul was free of the shell and his soul was still with me. After she explained I understood the difference (which I'm sure you already did without my rambling).
Now, skip ahead 17 years, my mother died of breast cancer and in the weeks before her death she stated she wanted to be cremated so she could be buried with my father. I was uncomfortable with the idea at first but then I remembered her words when Peter died and I remembered, her body wasn't her, it was just the container for the person that was her. I understand it's hard to think about your parents mortality and to even consider cremation of your parents but try to remember, it isn't your parents that are being cremated, it's just the container that held the people you know as your parents. Those people continue on.
Beautiful. That's the way I look at it. I have breast cancer. I don't know how this will end. My husband passed away 10 months ago and he was buried. I on the other hand want to be cremated. My husband's soul is waiting for me, not his body. I will not be able to join him in body, but in soul. The body is a shell that fails us. The real him and the real me will be together again.