I've been neglecting my diary lately, many things have happened...
As of December I have graduated my mortuary science program, alas it is time to gear up and find a funeral home in which to do my residency, the last step in order to become a funeral director.
Also recently I have experienced first hand the loss of a friend. Many emotions run through your heart and soul, many confused and some times irrational feelings take over, you just go with the punches I guess... When you first receive the news of the death, it's total shock and a bit of denial, followed by total sadness, mixed with stupor, refusal and anger, then total melancholy alternates with a very strange euphoria... and so you grieve and mourn, and the days go by. The interesting factor is that mourning is a very selfish act, depending on what you believe, when somebody dies, I am of the opinion that the spirit goes on, it is at rest, it has found it's repose. On the other hand we are left with a void that one rarely figures out how to fill back up, no matter what, you are going to stumble upon memories and the wound inadvertently opens up again. Constantly. My dear friend is in my heart now, that's the only place I can cherish his memory.
Such knowledge can only help to improve ourselves.
Having experienced this only makes me even more eager to start working in a funeral home.
This is my calling.
Now cracks a noble heart. Good night sweet prince:
And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!
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