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Child's Funeral
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I have one to got to, no question really but I am dreading it and cannot imagine the pain the parents are going through.
I am not wanting to see that tiny coffin, it is bad enough when the full size ones are brought into the church/crem - I always well up at that moment.
Sorry, feeling flat and cannot lift myself out of the mire.
Any coping strategies you can recommend?
I am not wanting to see that tiny coffin, it is bad enough when the full size ones are brought into the church/crem - I always well up at that moment.
Sorry, feeling flat and cannot lift myself out of the mire.
Any coping strategies you can recommend?
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.Many moons ago when I was a grave digger, I didn't bat an eyelid at having to dig a childs grave, after the funeral I had to go and backfill it, I took one look into the grave and saw this tiny coffin, I could not bring myself to throw soil on top of it. The undertaker came over to me after the funeral as usual to give me my tip, usually a couple of quid, this time he gave me a £5er and he backfilled it himself.
20 years ago I went to my grandson Zachary's funeral, he died of a cot death at 29 days old, my eldest, son his father carried the little white coffin into the church in his arms I shall never forget that. I did not see Zachary alive or hold him in my arms as I lived in Dubai and flew back for the funeral.
Eccles - I have been in the same position myself. All you can do is attend the funeral(as you are) speak to the parents if you have the chance, and then continue to support them in the future. so many people cannot face the situation and don't like to 'intrude' and the parents feel isolated. I came to an arrangement with my friend whereby I rang her and if she did not feel like talking she said so and she then rang me when she felt like talking. Take plenty of tissues.
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.