Why Wait Until They Are Gone?
Lately, I’ve been writing more obituaries than I’d like. I’ve never enjoyed it — especially when it means revisiting the life and memories of someone who’s no longer with us. It always strikes me as odd that we save our kindest words for the dead, crafting heartfelt tributes to people who can no longer read or hear them. An obituary, of course, has its purpose. It tells the world someone has gone, sums up their life, and gives others a chance to grieve and remember. But sometimes I wonder if we’ve made it too normal to express our love and appreciation only when it’s too late. We do the same thing with awards. How often have we seen “ posthumous recognition ” given to someone only after they’ve gone — when they can no longer savour the applause or feel the pride of being seen and valued? Why do we wait until death to celebrate what was so obvious in life? In Islam , we’re encouraged to speak well of the dead especially to remember their good deeds and forgive their shortco...