To be honest, I wouldn't want a funeral. Quite frankly, I find the idea repugnant. I'd far rather have a sort of going-away party, with champagne and cake - lots and lots of cake - and mountains of flowers. (White roses for preference.) The twist would be that everyone would get to take a rose or two home with them: It's not like there are no flowers in heaven, so I wouldn't be needing them. And there'd be music for everyone to dance to, because that's what I'd be doing in heaven, and why should they be any different?