Ulysses - Chapter 5
The funeral carriage rolled through Dublin's streets, carrying Bloom and three other mourners to Glasnevin Cemetery. Inside, the men sat in uncomfortable silence, each lost in his own thoughts about death and mortality.
Paddy Dignam had died suddenly, leaving a widow and children behind. Bloom thought of the family's uncertain future, wondering how they would manage financially. Death was always hardest on those left behind.
"A sad business," Martin Cunningham remarked, breaking the silence. "Poor Paddy. He was a good man."
The others murmured agreement. Bloom noticed how they avoided mentioning Dignam's drinking problem, the real cause of his early death. People always spoke well of the dead, even when the truth was less flattering.
As they passed through the city, Bloom observed everything: the shops, the pedestrians, the buildings. Life continued despite death. People went about their business, unaware that a man was being carried to his grave.
At the cemetery, they gathered around the open grave. The priest intoned the familiar prayers, words Bloom had heard many times before. He thought of his own father's suicide, of his infant son Rudy who had died eleven years ago. Death was no stranger to him.
The coffin was lowered into the ground, and Bloom felt the weight of mortality pressing upon him. One day, he too would lie in such a grave, his body returning to the earth. But not yet. Not today. Today he was alive, and that was something.
As they left the cemetery, Bloom resolved to live fully, to appreciate each moment. Death would come soon enough. Until then, he would embrace life in all its complexity and beauty.