I went to my first real funeral after leaving the Dubs last week. It was the first time in years I went into a church. It didn't feel weird or bad or anything. It was just a building. I didn't know the person it was for, but it was a friend of my girlfriend. He commited suicide and she was pretty messed up over it and wanted me there for her.
From my point of view, the funeral had so much more meaning and emotion than a Dub Memorial. The person's life was celebrated. They played a lot of the music the young man (22 years old) wrote. his family and friends told stories about his life. It was really nice. There was a sermon, but only for 5-10 minutes about death. It wasn't preachie at all, it wasn't the time for that. All in all, I'm glad that when I die, I won't have to have some boring "Memorial Talk" read from a script to bore my family one last time.
Take care, TS1