Several months ago we buried his brother. I wondered then why it takes a death and a funeral to reflect and verbalise what we appreciate about the person who is no longer able to hear how they were valued. Most people would be surprised to hear their eulogy.
I sometimes wonder what will be said at my funeral, what will be remembered, what of my life will be seen of value? How will my life be viewed?
Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could hear in our lifetime what others think to say in our demise, to get to experience other people’s perspective on our life?
I love to tell my grandchildren what I love about their individual characters. There’s something powerful about words of affirmation spoken into our lives.
What do you value most about those closest to you? What haven't you told them that one day you will wish you had?
I think I might start to write some eulogies and give them to the people I love most while they are still around to know how I feel.