In May my beloved grandmother passed away at the age of 87. It was a long struggle for her, and I thought I was dealing with her death pretty well. Well yesterday, I went to my JW parents for a visit (had not been there in several months.) The first thing Mom wanted me to do was to look in my grandmother's personal possessions to see if was there anything I wanted. I reluctantly agreed. (It seems Mom has the obsessive desire to get rid of everything quickly...don't know if it's anti-clutter crazy or she's just tired of looking at all her stuff, although all of it is packed in boxes and put in closets.) Mom pulls out all of the funeral things to show me cards and such and I am looking through all her things and I see a polaroid snapshot of MY GRANDMOTHER IN HER COFFIN. I had seen a woman taking photographs of my grandmother (her former aide that came to the house everyday), but I was in another part of the funeral home and didn't get to her until after she had done it. It seems she gave my mother a photo. I asked my mother about this, she said that it didn't bother her. "Lots of people do that at funerals." I am trying to understand all of this. My grandmother was never a Witness, however Dad gave her eulogy and played that horrible JW long "Life without end at last" or some stupid title. It just brought back all those feelings about dealing with that JW garbage. Everyone who had the nerve to tell me said that they tuned my father out (me included.) My father kept going from Scripture to Scripture to try and prove his theology to the non JW's in attendance (which was everyone.)
My point is this, when the JW's are in charge of something, they are going to make sure it's done their way and no other way. While I knew this, all this stuff with my grandmother and her funeral brought it back to light.
I couldn't sleep last night. I kept thinking of my grandmother's remains being photographed.
I am better now. Thanks for listening.