I was at a funeral yesterday. Distant cousin dead at 41, obese all his life, had related health issues and a sudden coronary attack claimed his life. My culture is one which does NOT maintain silence or dignity in a funeral and I happen to be near when the sisters of the dead man, in a different part of the house, had the following conversation.
Sister 1 (crying): I told him so many times he needed to stop eating all that food, go on a diet, exercise more. I even offered to pay for a detox retreat! Did he listen? No. Now his wife and two young kids are going to suffer for his inability to take care of his own health.
Sister 2 (wailing): He ate at home every day (Note: It was a system where the lady cooked, and the man ate breakfast at home, packed lunch to work, dinner at home). It was his wife’s responsibility to give him the right food, not all those rich curries and three-times-day carbs. She knew he had obesity issues, we all were telling her constantly that he was a heart attack waiting to happen, so why did she not help him in the way she could have easily done? Look at his kids too, they too are obese. She failed in her duty! I am going to say this to her face, funeral etiquette be damned.
AIBU in thinking that Sister 2, while technically a moron (food cannot be the ONLY reason for his obesity and who tries to really blame a widow on the day of the funeral?) might have a point? I can understand where she is coming from. My husband and I both were overweight at the time of our wedding, but after getting a bad health scare we lost a lot of inches by switching to a low carb diet - mostly because I took charge of our meals and took the initiative to throw away all junk food from the kitchen, and fill it with healthier stuff.
Thought I'd get the collective wisdom from MN...