Weddings...

 Weddings? Any. Damn. Time.

I have attended so many weddings I doubt any tent matches my score. We used to joke about it when we were younger and see us now! We have ended up becoming the very people we made fun of as kids. Adulting is a scam. #DefundAdulting #StopTheCount

Anyway, I looove love weddings. They are so colorful and everyone is happy. Even the sick have taken enough dosages so that they can at least smile despite their pain. Ain’t that good? And the fact that we have a long time to prepare adds to the suspense.  The speeches in weddings… argh!! The speeches are the only fake part. You’ll see someone who’s not seen eye to eye with their spouse talmbout how marriage is sweet yada yada… Like what sweetness brother Bartholomew? Anyway we just assume they mean well and smile it off.

Funerals on the other end are the worst. I mean yes we feeling bad our beloved left us but jeez spare us the crocodile tears Zaddeus! We held fundraisers to send them to India for specialized treatment but where were you? When our person was in hospital did you ever visit or even call? Now all of a sudden they were your best friend? Please... If only people would spare grieving families of their empty rhetoric and let them mourn their loss in peace.

We are never prepared for death. Somehow, though still aware of our mortality, we tend to imagine or rather assume it can’t happen to us. And when it does, we are left with so many questions… so many whys and never a single answer. Now to make it worse we see people dancing on our beloved’s graves? I’ve been so livid 😡

Long story short, just like weddings, funerals should be invites only. I’d rather have a small circle of real ones than a crowd of fakes. Or perhaps we should start normalizing cremation? (I know my ancestors are turning in their graves at the mention of cremation but they don’t know that there would be no graves to turn in if they were cremated in the first place 😂) 

Who put fun in funeral anyway😏