No Curtain Call

I almost feel bad for taking so much time away....almost. I’m sure it’s no surprise that the funeral industry has kind of exploded over the last few months. It seems like no matter what we do, we can’t keep up. Every day brings a new list of names. Every day we find ourselves taking a deep breath before diving into the mayhem. It’s scary, it’s sad, and it’s our reality.

We’re not like other front line workers. We don’t get the cheers and applause. We’re usually an afterthought, because to think of us, means you’d have to admit that there is an even uglier side to this pandemic. There’s the side of the unfavorable outcome. We are the walking reminders of the worst case scenario.

That’s where you’ll find me.

I’m so proud of the death care workers that I know. It’s truly a community that supports its own. It hasn’t been easy, but somehow we keep going.

We’re still here. We’re not giving up. The show must go on.

No curtain call.