Over the new year, a twist of fate occurred and thus I have plunged into a new career. Dear friends and readers, fret not! For I am still helping people, well in a different kinda way. I still do counselling for clients and conduct talks, I just happened to have added a new profession to my repertoire.
I am an undertaker.
Or rather a Funeral Director as we are called these days. This probably explains my long absence from my writing. You see, I used to work on weekends and I thought my previous job was a blast, now I work 24hrs and every single day of the week for the death visits even on public holidays.
I was initially shy about the work that I do and didn’t publicize about it, however as time went by, I have grown to truly appreciate the work that I do. A new perspective has developed and it is an honor to have helped all those families. I used to think that people hated undertakers…and honestly they do fear us. But when a family just lost a loved one, we are the ones who sweep in to provide a sense of calm to the grieving family; assuring them that every thing is well taken care of.
If you have watched the movie Depatures, you would understand the same feeling that I get with each family that I meet. Every family that I meet is unique and every tear shed tells a different story. I hope to archive some of the more interesting lessons I learn through my work. Be assured friends that all names, identities, locations and time will be changed to protect the identity of the living.
Reblogged this on lava kafle kathmandu nepal.
im so excited for you and all the stories im going to be reading about!