In retrospect to following in our families footsteps, I feel as though my family has moulded my view on 'Illness and Dying' and society has shaped theirs.
The first experience with death I have come across was my Grandfathers death last year. As far as I know the normal social practices were followed. One main differnece being that my Grandma asked everyone to wear blue, instead of black. Blue was special to my Grandad as since a teenager he was an avid Cardiff bluebirds supporter. Seeing everyone coming to his funeral in the team strip or just a simple blue top really meant alot to me, as I knew my Grandad would have loved it.
I think that whatever the social practices may be you need to find what is meaningful and appropriate for you,because what does following the rules really mean if they go against everything you believe in? I think because we focus so ridigly on fitting into the social norms that we do not even question them, as we believe them to be 'normal.' We shouldn't feel confined or trapped in certain rituals, but flourish in differences and new experiences.
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