The past is always there to haunt you

My first career in life was working at a mortuary.  Although an odd profession it is one that will always be a staple of human society.  The things that Mortician's deal with on a daily basis would send most people to the nut house.  This is my blog about the best/worst six years of my life as a young female working at one of the largest mortuaries in the U.S.  I will rehash memories I have of first-calls I went on (deceased pick-ups), the numerous preparation fiascoes that happened in the preparation facility, some of the most disturbing things that no person should ever have to see as well as some of my memories that will haunt me for the rest of my life.  No matter how long or short of a time you spend working, if you ever work at a mortuary it will define your mind set for the rest of your life.  Every funeral you attend you critique the work and imagine ways it could have been better.  I still every now and again have dreams of some of the cases that tore my psyche in a way that it could never be repaired.  Follow my journey through my mind... The mind of an ex-mortician.