I’ve just been thinking about how much people spend travelling for funerals and buying food, flowers and all that. It’s funny how most of these people have never helped the deceased while alive, but they don’t hesitate to spend on his/ her funeral.
Well, this got me thinking… Why do we have to pretend we loved people after they’re gone? If you never visited a person while he or she was alive, why on earth are you travelling to see them dead? Or perhaps people do that just to make sure that the person is truly dead? Personally, I have a solution to end all this at my funeral. I will write a list of all the people ‘invited’ to my funeral 🤣🤣🤣🤣. If you have never visited me while I’m alive, don’t bother showing up. If you have never helped me while I’m alive… Don’t come for my funeral.
I know you probably think I’m crazy, but I’m not done. If we haven’t spoken to each other in more than a year (at the time of my death), don’t bother at all. If you have never called me to check up on me, don’t come to bury me. See, this means I’ll probably bury myself 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 unless I’m buried in South Africa… That’s not a bad idea actually 🤔
On a serious note, why do people mourn and weep over the death of people they never cared for while they were alive? How do people who never had any money to spare for you suddenly find the money to travel just to bury you? Are funerals really out of love, or just duty? ‘Oh, my aunt has died. It won’t look good if I don’t attend the funeral’… ‘She was family’…. Hello, family is not for burying each other only. Btw, do we still have burial societies? Someone, please hook me up. 😅