My husband's grandfather passed away last week. I've been going through a range of emotions (for various reasons). His funeral was this past weekend.
I was so touched that two of his granddaughters were pallbearers.
Now, perhaps I simply haven't been to many funerals with caskets, or perhaps I've just been hanging around really conservative religious people. But traditionally I've only seen men surrounding the casket. And yes, I realize that caskets are heavy.
But I was impressed by the idea that *I* could be a pallbearer for some of the people I love. I appreciate the idea that you can honor a loved one by carrying their body to its final resting place. I'm not sure how many people I know will choose to be buried this way, not cremated or to go through green burial.
For me, it's just another part of life that I'm not shut out of. I wouldn't have to stand back, I could participate.
For the record, I'm going to start campaigning for this now; to be able to be a pallbearer at their funeral. I do have one particular person in mind; but there are others as well.
In the end, I won't make a scene, but it would certainly bring peace and closure for me. Culturally, being a pallbearer is a gesture of love, honor and respect. I'm heartened that women are (now) allowed to be part of that tradition.