The Funeral Planner
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Authors: Lynn Isenberg
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THE FUNERAL PLANNER
Focus Media, Inc.
ISBN 0-9778923-2-8
Kindle ISBN: 978-1-61550-681-1
Copyright © 2005 by Lynn Isenberg
First published as a Red Dress Ink paperback 2005
First published as a Focus Media, Inc. paperback edition in 2010
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LYNN ISENBERG
Lynn Isenberg (
www.lynnisenberg.com
) is an Author, Multi-Media Producer, and Brand Strategist in entertainment media (film, TV, digital, publishing, live events). Her books and work have been featured on The Today Show, Fox News, The New York Times, and in other media globally. She holds a BA in Literature & Film from the University of Michigan and a Masters in Spiritual Psychology. Isenberg is the founder-CEO of Lights Out Enterprises
™
and The Tribute Network, the author of four novels and two non-fiction grief guidebooks, and creator of The Funeral Planner Digital Series. Her Screenwriter-Producer credits include MGM/UA’s “Youngblood,” Tri-Star/Columbia Pictures’ “I Love you to Death”, “True Vinyl”, and the Fine Living Network’s popular series “I: Design.” For more information visit
www.thetributenetwork.com
.
Chapters
1 Appendix A: Personnel Profile or Reflections of a Failed but Still Determined Entrepreneur
2 Missions and Visions: The Genesis of an Entrepreneurial Idea
3 Market Strategy: Lights Out Meets the Funeral Industry
4 Executive Summary: The Plan for Lights Out Enterprises
5 Rollout Strategy: Putting Reality to the Test
6 Financial Strategy: The Venture Capitalist Reprise
7 Operational Strategy: A Power Surge for Lights Out
8 Competitive Landscape: The Past Reprised—History Repeats Itself
9 Critical Success Factors: Diving into Grief
10 Organizational Strategy: The Resurrection of Lights Out
11 Risk & Mitigation: The Stakes Keep Rising
12 Finale: Playing Maddy’s Results—The Pièce de Résistance
13 Epilogue: Everyone’s Exit Strategy
Appendix A: Personnel Profile or
Reflections of a Failed but Still Determined Entrepreneur
T
he closet is dark all right.
Claustrophobic-dark. Suffocating-dark. And, well…casket-dark.
I plunge through racks of limp, hanging clothes, riffling for one particular outfit, wondering why all closets symbolize darkness.
Doesn’t the very word itself—
closet
—connote a sense of obscurity, a feeling of entrapment, or a space for concealment? And furthermore, why don’t closets have automatic lights? Closets with instant lighting would completely do away with their negative connotations. Think about it.
If you grew up with closets that blasted light every time you opened them, you might have a completely different association. One related to openness, illumination and optimism. On that note I ponder, why can’t caskets have power-generated lights inside so the dead don’t have to feel so alone in the dark? Okay, so they’re dead, they might not know the difference, but still…it might make their afterlife adventure less intimidating if they could see, metaphorically speaking, where they were going. It’s not such a far-fetched notion. I’ve heard stories of family members placing battery-powered cell phones inside the caskets of their loved ones. So why not internally-lit caskets for eternity?
Theories on darkness and light free fall in my mind as I stand solo in the narrow closet of my one-bedroom apartment in Los Angeles, unable to prepare for a task that I must prepare for: packing appropriate clothes to wear for a funeral in the dead of winter in Ann Arbor, Michigan.
I lift a wrinkled black linen skirt off a hanger and place it against my five-foot-three-inch frame. I stare at myself in the mirror. “Madison Banks, what are you doing? Linen in winter? Highly impractical.” I lower the skirt and face myself in mismatched underwear and bra that have both seen better days. I’m still in great shape. Lissome and toned, with dark brown hair and eyes, and oh, yes…a brain that never stops.
The whole experience of packing is one big déjà vu. It was only one year ago to the day that my cousin, Smitty, passed away. And now on my dresser sit two
yahrzeit
candles; both purchased last night at a local grocery store.
You’re probably wondering, what’s a
yahrzeit
candle? Wax and wick minijars that represent a Jewish custom for honoring the dead. The immediate family of the deceased lights one Y-candle on the anniversary of a loved one’s death and recites a prayer called
kaddish
. The candle burns for twentyfour hours in memory of the departed.
Granted, I am not a member of Smitty’s immediate family, but Smitty left a mark on me, and though I’m not a practicing religious Jew, I do have a great affinity for ritual.
Every day of every summer when I was a kid I went sailing on Clark Lake with my uncle Sam. I’d sail the Sunfish to shore, place a daisy in the bow, and thank it out loud for bringing us safely home. Rituals are what give me a sense of stability. They’re the only thing.