The attributes that rise to the top when we pay tribute to a life well lived are distinctly different than the ones that scream for attention when I watch a movie. Although I keep a running list of marriage friendly flicks, the percentage of the total output from Hollywood is infinitesimal. The media is obsessed with bodies, a topic that gets no consideration in a memorial address.
"Our dearly beloved weighed one hundred and six pounds and could bench press a loaf of pumpernickel."
There is a quote often attributed to C.S. Lewis that is probably penned by Walter Miller.
"You don’t have a soul. You are a soul, and you have a body."
This becomes harder to ignore as the toll of frail limbs and shortened breath take precedence. But this is a good thing. It is probably harder to vacate a body that still works.
In the waning years we loosen our grip on those bodies, and reach more fervently for crafting our souls. Physical appearance plays a part in bringing us together, but is less adhesive than a post it when we begin to inhabit our souls.