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What Are Wakes For, Anyway?
by Anita M Shaw   
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Last edited: Monday, December 20, 2004
Posted: Wednesday, September 01, 2004

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Hate wakes when some one you know or love passes away? Ever wonder why people bother with them? I used to. Ducked out of them every chance I could. Then my parents died 30 hours apart . . . and I found out the true worth of this ritual.

What Are Wakes For, Anyway?

At one time, I didn't think much of going to a wake. Who wants to file down some aisle and gaze at dead bodies? Bodies that, more than likely, were walking, talking, breathing only a few days ago. Maybe
they'd been sick a while, maybe not. Gone now, though. So, why put yourself through the trouble and the grief of seeing them lifeless? What's the purpose of gathering at a wake? What good does it do?

Yes, until the death of my parents, I never understood the purpose of a wake, or the partylike receptions after a funeral. Seemed so
insensitve, even disrespectful to be having fun and laughing when someone had just taken up residence in a box or an urn.

Then, suddenly, unexpectedly, my sisters and my brother and I were among those needing to find a reason to keep laughing and living. And I got to know what all the fuss was about. Survival. Just like life insurance, wakes and those receptions after the funeral are so the survivors can continue on despite These two rituals help close one chapter of your book of life and open a new one. Properly planned and executed, they can help ease the transition from one to the other.

The single most important thing in planning a wake, in my opinion, is scheduling enough time. Most families hold a two hour session in the afternoon and another in the evening. Very wise. We were not. Shame on us, but we didn't think very many people would turn out for it, so we
booked only the evening session.

No way could a mere two hours accommodate all the family, friends, co-workers, former co-workers, and I don't remember who else, that showed up that night. All I recall is the crowd never thinned for a second. Not once. Seemed like the entire town and beyond streamed in to console us and pay their respects. The four of us were just . . . well . . . flabbergasted that that many people had been affected by our tragedy. That that many people would trouble themselves to come out and pay their respects to a couple we hadn't realized had touched so many lives.

This is the second thing about wakes and receptions, and the reason to not only schedule enough time for them, but make sure you attend them yourself---whether it's for your own loved one or someone else's.

If you're inclined to cut yourself off from people, wanting to be alone at a time like this, reconsider. Please. This may well be exactly what is needed to get you through this bad time. To hear all the old stories again, and learn some new ones. To listen to people tell you how much they'd appreciated this or that about your loved one. All the stories, the hugs and the tears help heal.

I am one who, in all other cases, feel stressed out in a crowd. Which paranoia became worse after my parents' death. However, during this
particular time, I wanted to be surrounded by everyone who could possibly be gathered into one space. I wanted to talk about what'd happened and all the good, bad, and indifferent times we'd been through growing up. Talk about the dreams realized and those that'd
never quite come true . I wanted to hold onto everyone for as long as possible.

Of course, had everyone who attended my parents' wake stayed the whole while, we'd've been sardines. But, for that brief period, the hurt eased. We weren't alone.

Oh, sure, most of them no one had seen for decades. Which makes it all the more amazing to me that they showed up. Although, the fact that
my folks died within 30 hours of one another---with my dad---the "healthy" one going first---may have had a little to do with it. I want to to tell you, it felt very odd to have twin coffins present, head to head, in that little room. Double the grief needed double the
comfort. And I feel we got it that night.

If, however, the scenario is reversed, and you're trying to decide whether or not you want to go to the trouble of finding a parking
place and figuring out what to say once you reach the mourning family---do the compassionate thing and show up.

We had the privilege of having, well, tons of people show up. I don't know the actual figure, only that they streamed in non stop from 7
till 9.

But what if no one had come? What if no one cared enough to come tell us how much they shared in our grief; shared the old and the little
known stories with us. Shared the hugs and the tears.

The feeling of going it alone would have soared, I've no doubt. Feelings of abandonment, perhaps. Definitely would've felt as if no one cared---plain and simple.

I know it because there were a few of my relatives who didn't come. Didn't show up at the house in the days before my mother died, nor
when finally she did pass on. Didn't come before that when my father did. Didn't come to the wake and didn't come for the funeral.

Although, one of them at least phoned. Then he came by quick to leave money for whatever. I didn't happen to see him myself, but my sisters say he did come by and do that. Had he actually come into the house, I would have known he'd actually been there. And so would have the others who were as clueless to his visit as I had been. They might have been kinder in their remarks about him, I'm certain!

In any case, their reason for not coming . . . or not coming into the house . . . was they didn't want to remember them "that way". Just couldn't cope with this kind of tragedy.

Okay . . . I understand that---but how'll they handle it themselves when it comes time for them to have do it. I'm fearful of the fact that they'll hide then, as well, and keep the whole thing private--- shutting the rest of us out and denying us the closure we'll need at that time, too. But, if they're open to our support and love, I'll be there in memory of that life that had meant so much to me for so long. If they're not, I'll be there in spirit. But it won't be the same.

Maybe, though, they'll realize why it'd been important to us to have wanted them there with us at the time. And I hope they'll appreciate our showing up on their behalf.

I'd sure hate for them to feel the hurt we felt at the time. One can argue that it doesn't matter---but, yes, it does. In this time of pain and mourning, those suffering such a life changing loss need to know they aren't alone and they have the support they need to continue living themselves. By showing up for these occasions, you can prevent those sad, lonely, hopeless, and resentful feelings from developing.

Put aside your personal feelings and think how you would want to be comforted yourself at such a time.

I wish I had all those times before then. But I let the fear of crowds and of not knowing just what to say keep me away most of the time. Knowing what to say is half the battle. And that will be the subject
of another article . . .

Here's an email I received from a woman I did some eBay business with recently. I always include a signature with my emails, and she did me the honor of visiting my site. This is what she said:

"Anita, I took some time and perused your web site. I was so sorry to read of your losing your parents within hours of each other. That had to be incredibly difficult.

Your write-up on the wake experience was the first of its kind I've ever read. It amazes me how our society so dodges that topic. In fact, from the Phil Donahue Show, right up to the current Oprah Winfrey Show, I have NEVER heard any talk show host broach this topic - ever -not the subject of death/loss and people's reaction to it, or the practice in our society of wakes and funerals. Truthfully, I think if there was a show or two on the topic, it would greatly help some people, particularly young people who suffer the loss of a parent or sibling, and aren't quite sure how to process the loss, nor what to expect in the time that follows. Bottom line, it's harder when one is younger.

I've been a music writer since my teenage years (I'm now 48), something I've quietly enjoyed, as well as those around me. Writing brings both pleasure and pain, depending on what one is writing about,

My best,


Yes, writing about this kind of thing is hard. Nope, I never thought it'd be me out to inform the universe that this kind of formal goodbye is needed to heal the deep wounds a death leaves. I don't doubt that it hits the young like a stampeding elephant, but a loss, especially a double one, is a weight no one should have to struggle under at any time of life.

As I add this passage to the original article, it's now heading toward the seventh anniversary of their passing. The wounds are healing---they must be. I can look at their photos now for longer than two seconds. Still missing them. That'll never change . . .

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Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson
Your article was interesting and gave a different perspective on wakes . The expierence is different for each of us, and people handle death differently. It must have been hard to lose your parents so close together. I believe a person passes from their earthly life in to a heavenly one, which is much better than the one we were living.... Great write.....M
Reviewed by Darlene Caban
I'm a dialysis patient, so I go to several wakes a year. The families are always surprised to see a patient there-- I'm always the only one who shows up from our dialysis unit. I think the other patients just get emotionally overloaded from the frequent deaths and feel they'll be too upset if they go to the wakes, but I've found it helps to talk to the relatives and see the photographs so you get a better sense of who the person was before he/she became a dialysis patient.

I'm glad you were able to express your feelings with this article... it will help people who wonder if they should have a wake. Some of the famailes of deceased dialysis patients made their funerals private, which I thought was kind of rude-- it was like saying, "To hell with you guys-- the family is all that matters!" I would have liked to ask, "Well, where were you when your loved one was sitting all alone at dialysis with no visitors? WE were there to give support, and now we aren't even 'allowed' to say goodbye."
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