Regardless of religious beliefs (or not). grief and sorrow are not weakneses, they are a natural part of recovery.
Today, I attended the funeral of my late brother in law, who was 53. The service was in a church. A good part of the service, reflected on his life. Whilst there where many tears, the where also many smiles, as details of some of his worldly escapades where relayed to the congregation. I was looking after his little granddaughter Mia who is 2. To keep her amused, we quietly played games at the back of the church and had a lot of fun, which is the way he would have wanted it.
Although he was never overly religious, his mother was. In his final days (he had terminal cancer), he asked his wife to make sure that the funeral service was held at his mothers church, because he knew it would make her happy. He had no time for self pity, he was more concerned about how his death would impact on loved ones. What a man.
Whilst playing with Mia, it struck me, that as we grow up, there is a danger of us all taking ourselves far too seriously. Laughter, fun, happiness and love, are often lost during life's journey.
So I hope that you all feelgood this wonderful day.
Doc (happy he is at peace)