Here’s a flashback post from 2014. 

What can I say? I must have been in a mood when I wrote it ( wink ).

Have you ever touched a dead person?

Seen a dead person?

What’s it like, you may  one day get the chance to ask

someone like me

who has  prepared the dead for their

last visit with their nearest and dearest.

Well. It’s like this.

Have you ever walked up to a house

doesn’t matter if it’s a new house or an old house or the remains of a house

and you’ve stood there and knew, in your bones, that nobody was there.

That the house was empty.

Whatever it was that made that house a home was gone.

So that’s what it’s like to touch a dead person.

That’s what it feels like.

It’s not to big of a thing and after a while you actually get used to it.

But when the dead touch you…

You never do get used to that.