Friday, October 30, 2015
Okay I admit it - since my first death, the passing of my son back in 2003, I have become morbid. Not in a "criminal minds" kind-of-way, but I am more curious about death, dying, and what happens to our bodies after we die. I'm curious about both the physical body and the spiritual mind. It fascinates me.
It's not something I go around, telling people. It's not like I like to watch horror flicks because I don't. I am only interested in the reality of it all. I especially am interested in those who have had near-death experiences. And those who have encountered their loved ones, after they have died.
Just after my sister's death and during the time, that she would of been cremated, I wanted to know about that. I did not know, that some funeral homes actually have closed circuit TV in a viewing room, where friends and family can watch, their loved ones burn. NOW that's morbid. I am not that far gone, because I have no interest in watching such a awful event. So in a way, while I am ashamed of my morbid curiosity, I am relieved I am not THAT bad.
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