My childhood best friend just lost his father. He called me, knowing I’m in the business, after meeting with the funeral director and this is what he told me:
“Me and my siblings showed up at the funeral home to help my mom make my dad’s final arrangements. We entered the room with the big table, my mom sat down and the funeral director came in holding a folder. I was so nervous as we weren’t sure how much this was going to cost, how my mom was going to handle making these decisions, the whole experience to this point had my stomach in knots. When the funeral director sat down, he opened the folder he carried into the room. He took a moment shuffling some papers from the folder, then looked at my mother and exclaimed to all of us, that Dad had preplanned and that everything was taken care of, we didn’t need to do anything. What?! Yes, everything was picked out, the casket, vault. We knew the lots had been purchased in the past. He had an insurance plan in place to cover all of the costs of the service. Nothing more was needed. All we had to do was schedule the service dates/times. My siblings and I were happy, shocked. Crying, relieved.
At that moment I thought of my Dad differently.
I was overwhelmed that he was so considerate. That he thought about this day and thought about what it would do to my mother. I was profoundly grateful for what he did and felt such gratitude and respect for my Dad.”