Quote: keewik @ 3rd November 2015, 10:20 PM GMTI found it less depressing than the usual funerals maybe because it was tied in to the set prayers (yes, in Hebrew, though a brief translation was given), except for when the older son spoke about his mother's life. Men and women were on opposite sides but we were standing all the time. Body was in a coffin. My only faux pas was when I nearly skipped the hand washing queue by going in the wrong door, but the Rabbi directed me towards the queue. Happily it was a lovely sunny day, though cold. Interestingly it tuned out the burial ground was next door to the graveyard where my great grandfather lies.
Sorry forget about the handwashing, fortunately I don't go to that many funerals.
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