Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Knocking on heaven’s door


I’ve been debating whether to write this blog entry as death is one of those strange topics.  But the custom of notifying local people that someone has died by stapling notices up around town has had me hooked since we first got here.

We all know we live in an aging population, well triple that for Pera!   Seriously when our neighbours moved here with their two young girls I think it was the first young children in Pera for years.  Simply by attending events, even I, manage to make the average age a little lower!  So, as in all areas the only people having a boom in this recession is the undertaker!  

A death is announced (not by a notice in the paper as Agatha Christie announced) by posters going up around town, with the details, date of the funeral and often a photo of that person looking so young and healthy that I don’t recognise them!  Funerals happen pretty quickly round here.  Within a couple of days you are sleeping in your spot in the cemetery.

Cremation is rare, in fact we are told that Rui (our local grocer and undertaker (seriously)) only arranged his first cremation a couple of years ago.  Tradition is to be taken to your family plot where your name is carved into the family headstone.  Our 86 year old neighbour tells us that she’ll never leave Pera, even in death, as she has her spot in the local cemetery.

It’s what happens after the announcement and the funeral that has inspired this short blog. 
Because despite your age, riches, likeability or any other redeeming feature in life, your death announcement is stapled to the same door, where thousands of staples remain from previous lives and following your funeral your notice  is torn from the door and scrumpled  up and thrown under the doorway. 

Now if I was more poetic then I’d find you a nice bit of symbolism in this.  But since I’m not, I’ll leave you to ponder it and decide if there is indeed symbolism to find!!!



 And sorry to Tricia Gray - I couldn't work the turtle into this at all.

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