No Weddings, 2 Funerals, 1 Day & a whole heap of Messages (Most people think #8 is ‘the thing’…)

No Weddings, 2 Funerals, 1 Day & a whole heap of Messages (Most people think #8 is ‘the thing’…)

I spent my 46th birthday at my elderly uncle’s funeral. I know to some that sounds really morbid. My son Reuben was completely aghast at the thought. If that wasn’t bad enough, I spent the day after my birthday at another funeral, this time of a friend who died at the relatively young age of 50. As you can imagine, being at a funeral is always a great time for reflection. Even more so, when it’s also your birthday. I deliberately didn’t respond to the hundreds of messages I got via Facebook (1 friend told me off because she couldn’t…