Rainy Sunday

I have been away for this past week due to a death in my family. A death such as this, which is the second close family member I have had to die in less than two months, makes me wonder. I wonder about my own life and death and what is the purpose of life anyway. I realize that when someone dies you can keep their body around forever, but it seems it's all a neat little package in that there is a three day period where arrangements are made the first day, the viewing is the second day, and the funeral the third. It's all over so quickly and you are so caught up in all of it that it really doesn't hit you until after it's all said and done. Sadly, this has been the scenario for each and every funeral I have ever attended.