Wilted

I just came back from a wake for a family friend who passed away on Tuesday from Scleroderma (which is the only disease that I know of that completely freaks me out). She was a wonderful woman who was full of smiles and yummy cooking and will be sorely missed by everyone who knew and loved her.

While I was at the funeral home this evening, I couldn’t help but notice how casually dressed everyone was, primarily the women. They were wearing flip flops and capri pants which I found to be better suited for a summer barbecue than a wake. Call me a fuddy duddy, but I don’t agree with this being the new dress code when giving condolences. This isn’t the first time I’ve noticed this, either, and I find it disrespectful. After all, I was alone in my office today on a casual Friday and I still decided to dress in a conservative, black, button-down shirt, a pair of trousers, and black, closed toe pumps.

When I die, please dress appropriately, or you will be sent home.

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