Thursday, March 4, 2010

Remembering the Dead

This is about widowhood. I think it will be enough of a 'how to prepare' and 'how to act' so as not to be a drag to read.

what you need to know first
At many great passages of life, the emotional, the financial, and the spiritual come together. People behave badly. The ceremony usually intensifies this and then wears it out. Everybody accepts afterward.

But death unleashes the primitive in the living. Normally unselfish people become selfish. They want more life. That translates into more sex, more food, more money, more wondering about what they would do if they were the widow or if they were the deceased.

When they wonder, they say things they ought not. They may also try to steal the pearls, the silverware, find out about the will, and hope they get enough from it to buy a new car. It does not necessarily indicate how much they loved whoever died. It's too complicated to be a measure of that.

This is not about love, it is about life versus death. Changes in fortune.
When it is about love, it is trying to get the last thing from the person they lost. They are filling an absence.
When it is about angry love, it is also trying to resolve the last resentments, unsaid conversations, old competitions, and unresolved guilt.

No closure is immediate. Therefore, people are not in their senses after a death.

the role of the widow or widower
Generally, I have noticed that the widowed person's first duty is to maintain the reputation of their deceased spouse--the funeral honors, the hospitality, for instance. Another example of this is not saying when they have terrible difficulty. To a widow, it might mean admitting that their spouse didn't prepare for them properly, or that the children didn't turn out right. They will continue to keep up appearances because of this duty.

The second duty is to help everyone else validate their worth to the deceased. Similar to this second duty, the widow is also asked to validate the faith of everyone else. This is all very difficult. You will notice that these duties are undertaken by the most bereaved person in the room.

This is where the impartial advocate comes in to say "It's time to rest" or 'We're not discussing that yet." Usually someone will step up to the plate for this, but it's nice to know in advance who that person will be.

the conversations
Given the many validations that a widowed person must give, you should know that the conventional condolence frequently serves the bereaved the best. By conventional condolences, I mean: "I'm very sorry for your loss." You leave out the example most of the time. You can get to it later, if it means so much to say.

There are other traditional things said that are hurtful; "You're life isn't over. You'll marry again. I don't know what you're going to do without the deceased." This is all best left unsaid.

Then there are the original comments. These rarely work. They turn the deceased into an object of the condoler's fantasy. The widow or widower does not recognize the person thus presented to them "Old J.B. was a heller/J.B. knew the most important thing in life was X" but he or she is forced, in order to meet duty #2, to listen to this skewed perception and either validate or correct it. Likewise, "Old J.B. never darkened the door of any church, but he was a good [religion]" is likewise wearing. The spouse knows the exact beliefs of the deceased the best. But the bereaved spouse is not up to a debate on religion at the moment.

These people often blur the memory of the deceased. 

One original comment that a person can make to a widow or widower is this:
"Tell me something about J.B. When did you meet him/her?"

You can ask for stories over and over, after a day, a week, a year. Most widows and widowers have been lost in emotional blankness and financial duties, learning new ways to live. You can make their loved one live again by listening instead of talking. You can also help them live again too, by validating the bereaved person's life.

I learned this from listening to ladies draw out from a bereaved friend they took to lunch. And from the kindness of strangers. And from personal experience. 

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