Cancelations

Funeral has been canceled, called my step-mom today, crying aloud over the phone.
What??? What an earth, what do you mean???, I asked.

And she told:
The parish funeral office had called her and told, that we could not keep any memorial service with our small 14 persons group, because of the new corona instructions.
That was exactly what I had been wondering yesterday. And I actually had sent the news to my step-mom's email, wondering about that, how might this affect to our family cathering, and should we do or react something or not. She had not read my email, before the parish office calling.

Apparently we did not have to decide by ourselves. We could have kept the memorial service with only 10 or less participants. But we decided not to divide our small group. So the cancelation lf memorial part of funeral was the only alternative.

Few more phone calls again, checking the parish funeral office and my brother at first. Then the memorial place cancelation and food service cancelation, all done in an hour.

Finally everything was ok again, called to step-mom again, she was beginning to get settled to the new idea only to have the blessing in chapel and to end the ceremonies by the grave. Yes, we are allowed to arrange the blessing to the grave in the chapel. And actually that was possible to arrange only because I had booked the grand chapel, not the smaller one.

My step-mom said, that I am too peaceful, kind of cold, and she said that it is not normal. But I did not understand, should I cry or what? I was aware of the situation and just tried to adapt, look forward. Would crying help something in this situation?

Actually this is good news to my mind. I would not have been relaxed sitting beside my brother in memorial cerenomy anyway, as he and his wife come from very infected Helsinki, and he thinks that the Corona is only a normal flu, and will have relatives from his mother side visiting from Sweden only a week before the funeral. He really does not understand the situation. No quarantine, nothing.

Sigh. Feeling exhausted somehow. Relieved actually.

The blip is close up of the front yard bush ball of light. It has been raining since afternoon. Thin rain, +3c. Discusting darkness again.

Susanna