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  All you need is the required internet access and the smart device to communicate with Google. You ask questions, be they difficult ones, profound or silly ones, of Google, and you get a response.  Your response will be relevant and in real time, and there is unlikely to be anything 'mysterious' about how that response is conveyed or communicated to you.  You will not have to 'wonder' or 'contemplate' on whether a particular event, phenomenon or circumstance which occurred shortly, or even some considerable time after you asked your question, was or could have been the 'answer' 'God' has given to your question.  As appears to be the modus operandi of how that other 'human-made' but unproven and mythical 'God' is believed to conduct business.  No, there will no mysticism, conjecture or self-or-other deception about the answers Google will provide to your questions.  No having to resort to 'the Gospel', to ancient scripture

  Looked at from a philosophical perspective, I am able to contemplate my dear mother's passing and pending proverbial 'putting to rest', from the rather consoling position of knowing this.  That, although her physical body is now being subjected to destruction by time, she is impervious to any hurt or pain.  Even as I, probably somewhat rudely as it were, am made more acutely aware of the need, the urgency to live my own life and endeavour to enjoy it. While I, like others amongst the living, await our turn to go over the edge. But for now, let us focus on the unfinished affairs of my dear and now departed mother, as her family, with the indispensable assistance of others, make the necessary arrangements for 'sending her off.'  Not for her the spectacular and fiery send off a Viking notary, as those of us who have seen The Vikings, for instance, which is a film which I believed my dear mother would have seen and most probably enjoyed.  For though it really is the c

  For us, the living, times does not really go by; it is us who expires. Therefore it is incumbent upon us that we do enjoy the time and space which we occupy, for oh, such a brief moment in the evolution of time and space.

  But is it 'normal' or 'abnormal'? Well, that might be a question which is best left for those who have observed and studied the subject as a profession.  It is not a straightforward matter, as ones, including my own reactions to the death of my dear mother could and might change over time.  I guess that what might matter most, at this time, for now, is not so much what our reactions are.  But rather the impact of those reactions on our, my and others health and social functioning.  Whether the consequences are detrimental or healing. It is within the realm of what we tend to call, unfinished business; finding closure, if such a state can ever really achieved by us mortals.  Yes, I, if I really think of it, ponder on it for any length of time, am really occupying a state of suspended reality, as I await the burial of my dear mother.  And thought this state can prove uncomfortable for me, when I ponder on the reality or fact of my dear mother's body being kept refri