While it is true that none of us is perfect, at the moment of death, imperfection is frozen. Unfinished business remains unfinished, estrangement remains estranged, meanness remains mean, etc. Death robs the living of the opportunity for resolution and blocks the comfort of peace.
My name is Tracy Renee Lee. I am a funeral director, author and freelance writer. I write books, weekly articles and brief tips on understanding and coping with grief. It is my life's work to comfort the bereaved and help them live on.