Over
recent weeks, I have taken the funeral of a man whose wife of over sixty years
was unable to see him for over two weeks leading up to his death. Of a woman
whose husband of over fifty years had been unable to see her for the last six
weeks of her life. Funerals for several families who had to decide which son would
get to see and say goodbye to their father. And where families have had to
decide, who gets to be present at the funeral, and who has to look on online?
Everything
about human love wants to be together at times of vulnerability. Some of these
families pleaded special case, to be the exception to the rules. All of them
accepted that, hard though this is, this was what was required of us.
All
of them have been told today that, throughout this period, it was really down
to individual families to decide how best to interpret and apply the rules.
All
of them will go through feeling that, in some way, they have failed their most
loved ones. And this has been compounded today. From today, they will ask
themselves, would it really have hurt to break the rules?
And
the doctors and nurses and vicars who have held the line, and who will carry on
being there as families work through a grief made even more painful. My heart
goes out to you, too.
Originally posted on Facebook, yesterday.
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