Say there is life after death, you have died and turned into a ghost…would you attend your funeral?
I’d say hell no. There’s no way I would want to view my dead body and my casket. I would however have to strongly resist the temptation to see who came to my funeral.
No. If people were crying and sad, then I’d be sad. If they weren’t then I’d be pissed off. It’s a lose-lose. I’d skip the funeral and start my new life of spying on people.
Why am I hearing this thread title in the voice of Will-Ferrell-as-Harry-Caray?
I’m kind of hoping the next world, whatever form it takes, will be sufficiently enchanting so as to entirely distract me from sadness behind me. I gotta believe a new dimension could take some getting used to!
If I’m still hanging around Earth, sure why not. It only happens once.
I’d be late to it.
Funeral, no. But I might sneak in to see the embalming and body preparation.
And in my best ghostly voice, “ooOooOoo… Don’t touch my junk!!”
Actually, yes. I’ve left behind some very specific instructions about what should be done with my body in the case of my demise, timely or otherwise, and I’ve made it clear to my so-called loved ones that if they don’t follow through on my wishes, I’m going to haunt the fuckers. I intend to stand by that.
Of course, there is a chance that when the time actually comes, I’ll say fuck that, and spirit myself off to Rio.
Brilliant!
No, I wouldn’t attend. I’d move on to whatever comes next.
I’m going to be cremated, so there wouldn’t be much to see. I guess I could make sure they listened to my wishes and actually cremated me… but honestly, unless I could interact with somebody and change what’s happening, I wouldn’t want to know. Worldly concerns are for the living.
I’d want to see if my funeral was conducted as I’ve instructed.
My funeral? Why waste time that could be better spent in the girl’s locker room?
Maybe if I died old, because then everyone could be all, “She lived a good, long life” and share happy memories of me. But if I died now the last thing I’d want to see is my mom and daughter and other loved ones falling apart.
Only if I can “haunt” it. Make scary noises come from the casket, make rust-marks look like runes in the bathrooms, appear hazily to people, etc.
If all I can do is watch, then no. I’m sure I can find something far more interesting.
Damn right I would. I’ve left specific instructions that there be no funeral, so the person who arranged it would receive one hellatious haunting.
I don’t think there’d be a funeral. My hopes are that my survivors would play some cheerful Dixieland and drink champagne or similarly festive beverage of their choice. But I hope that I’ll already be off to more interesting adventures, and meeting predeceased friends at some celestial equivalent of a watering hole, to swap stories and have a few laughs.
I would be too busy in some high school locker room.
I hate attending funerals. My own is one exception I was planning to make. The OP is sucking the only comfort I might have in all the funerals I will ever have to attend right out of it. Only madness lies this way.
before you make a rash decision based on just this, I’d like to point out that you could go to your funeral and not look at your body. Just hang out at the back or in the lobby.
Oh, hell yes! I’m enough of an egotist that I’d want to know who came, what they said, how many girls wept that they never dated me. I hope that Mom was at her service this past July. It went off exactly as she planned with the music, the preaching, the open mike- she’d have loved it!