Dean's Funeral Home

12/24/2025

Our thoughts are with those who mourn during this holiday season. To those who have recently lost a loved one or continue to feel the ache of a past loss, we empathize with your pain. Please be mindful of those around you this holiday season, as the holidays can be a difficult time for many. We love you, Scott and Tonya Dean.

12/19/2025

For everyone moving through this festive season with a quiet ache beneath the lights,
I see you.
For those carrying the absence of someone deeply loved,
I feel you.

This time of year has a way of softening the edges of memory, making them sharp all at once. A familiar scent drifting through the air, an old photograph tucked away, a song that knows exactly where to find your heart — suddenly you are there again, in a moment when everyone was present, when laughter filled the room and love felt effortless. Time folds in on itself, and the past walks gently into the now.

Grief does not ask permission. It arrives quietly, dressed in nostalgia, wrapped in ritual and tradition. And yet, within that tenderness, there is something sacred. Love does not vanish when a body is gone — it simply changes form. Those we miss are not absent from the season; they live in the spaces between moments, in the warmth we feel without knowing why, in the way our hearts recognize theirs without words.

If you could meet them in that unseen place where love continues, they would not ask you to shrink our joy. They would not want you to dim the lights or silence the music. They would gently remind you to live fully — to celebrate, to laugh, to gather — and to carry them with you as you do.

So light the candles. Set an extra place at the table, not out of sadness, but out of remembrance. Pray with gratitude for the love that shaped you, and let it move through you now. Speak their names softly. Invite their memory into the room.

They are not gone from your life — they are woven into who you are.
And in this season of gathering, they remain present in the most enduring way of all:
in your heart, always. ✨

✍ Walk in light, Mitra!

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12/19/2025

Sending love to…
those who don’t feel excited about the holidays.
Those who are tired of being strong.
Those going through big challenges this year.
Those taking things one day at a time.
Those who feel stuck but haven’t stopped trying.
Those spending the holidays alone.

This season can feel heavy in ways that are hard to explain.
Not everyone feels joyful.
Not everyone feels grateful.
And not everyone has the energy to pretend they’re okay.

If you’re moving slowly, that’s still movement.
If you’re resting, that’s still progress.
If you’re just getting through the day, that is more than enough.

You don’t need to have it all figured out.
You don’t need to feel festive to be worthy of love.
And you don’t need to be strong every moment to be brave.

Let this be a reminder that you are not alone in how you feel.
That many hearts are navigating this season softly, carefully, honestly.
And that simply being here, still trying, still hoping
is already something to be proud of.

Sending love to you,
especially if this spoke to your heart. 🤍🥰

12/15/2025

12/14/2025

When our parents leave this world, life changes in a way no one can ever fully prepare us for. Their absence creates a quiet, aching space that nothing and no one can truly replace. We do not just lose the people who raised us; we lose the feeling of being someone’s child, safely held in unconditional love.
Their arms were our first shelter, their voices our calm in moments of fear, and their guidance the compass that quietly directed our steps. With them gone, the world feels larger, colder, and far less forgiving. Even as adults, we realize how deeply we relied on their presence, their prayers, and their belief in us. The smallest moments remind us of what is missing—a familiar tone, a gentle question, a knowing smile. Their love once grounded us and made life feel manageable. Without it, we move forward carrying both their absence and their memory, learning to live while holding grief close to our hearts. ❤️

12/12/2025

If you are hurting this holiday season…

Please know you are not alone.

There are many. The newly grieving. And ones that have grieved for years.

Not only grieving their loved-ones. But also grieving their interest in celebrating this time of year.

When the lights don’t shine as bright. Muted. Like seeing them through dark sunglasses.

And the songs you used to listen to on a loop seem out of tune.

The lack of attention while trying to watch your most loved movies.

Staring at that box of decorations. Knowing some treasured things in there will bring a fresh layer of pain.

Disappointed that such a familiar time…..feels almost foreign.

Just kind of wanting to skip the next few weeks.

And seeing the bustling of shoppers crowding stores and the roads. As all you want to do is scream…

“But they are not here!”

You are not alone.

There are many of us.

We just need to give ourselves grace this year. Lift ourselves up. No guilt for going through something so hard.

But compassion for trying our hardest to get through it.

And we will. It might be hard. But we will.

Sometimes the anticipation can be harder then the actual event.

To ease some anxiety, try to plan less. Tell people you may need to leave early. Ask for help if you can. If you don’t bake all the cookies or check everything off of a list ….so be it.

Do what you can and let that be enough.

Because it is enough. When you are going through something so hard. So. Hard.

This holiday season,

Give yourself the gift of grace.

12/07/2025

The truth is, all the “stuff” we work so hard to buy and collect on this earth doesn’t truly matter in the end. One day, others will sort through our belongings, deciding what to keep, give away, or discard. Everything we accumulated will simply become… stuff again.

What truly remains are our memories and the impact we leave behind—the love we shared, the kindness we gave, the lives we touched.

May we learn to spend less time chasing possessions, and far more time creating moments that matter.
Because in the end, memories are the only real treasure we take with us.

11/30/2025

No one says goodbye more softly than a Funeral Director

The first goodbye

to the family who must leave empty-handed,

to the hugs that carry grief,

to the hands held through sleepless nights,

to the stories told in whispered comfort.

The second goodbye

To those you lovingly dress for the last time,

No hair out of place, not to much blush, all must be perfect with no exceptions. You may be the last to ever touch them. Do it with love.

The third goodbye

Closing the casket, witnessing gutteral grief of a Mother, Father, Husband, partner, wife, child, trying to console the lost, the broken, constantly asking yourself what you could have done different or better as to not feel so helpless.

The fourth goodbye

to the colleague who walks away,

burnt out, broken, or moving on.

A nod of understanding,

a wish for peace,

knowing this fight has taken its toll.

The fifth goodbye

to the version of yourself

you leave behind with every shift.

The laughter lost, the tears swallowed,

the parts of you given away

that no memorial will ever record.

The sixth goodbye

to the long hours that steal your time,

to missed dinners and forgotten birthdays,

to the life lived between breaks and coffee,

to the self-care you postpone again and again.

And the final goodbye

to the call of service itself,

when the world seems too heavy to hold,

but the heart still whispers

stay.

Because no one says goodbye more softly than a Funeral Director.

One family at a time.

One privilage at a time.

One honour at a time.

11/23/2025

Two words.
They could’ve been left out.
Two words.
Out of over 783,000 other words.
Two words.
God had a purpose for them.

Jesus wept.

Two words.
The shortest verse in the Bible.
These two words draw us to our Savior.

We tend to try to hide our emotions from the world, or push the sadness to the back of our minds.

But with these two words God wants us to know it’s ok to be sad.

God wants us to know He sees us.

He understands.

Jesus, the One who always was and always is,
The Creator of the universe
The First and the Last
The Beginning and the End
The One who knows He has overcome satan, sin, and death
The Savior of the world
wept.

Because this world hurts.

We can know that Heaven
and a great reunion awaits us,
but it doesn’t completely take away
the hurt that we feel while we’re still here.

Jesus knew that.
He felt that.
And He wept.

Jesus loved deeply. And hurt deeply.
And if you’re feeling this way today, it’s ok to let the tears fall.

But know that one day,
your Savior
is going to wipe them all away.

He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.
Revelation 21:4