I do not like funerals. However, as I stood out at the city cemetery this past week, I was reminded that I love what happens around funerals. In short, people slow down and show up. Days ahead of time, several folks were cleaning the church building and making sure that the facility was ready. Then the food started showing up. Even with the large crowd that came, we had more food than we needed. People travelled hundreds, if not thousands, of kilometres to be here. They hugged one another and, when they spoke, their conversations often centred on topics that were deeper and more important than the weather, or whatever else we often discuss. There was a lot of laughter, a lot of tears and a lot ca...