Honestly, it’s a practice I’ve never heard of, and if I’ve never heard of it, it’s probably not true. If you think about it, even today, your loud wailing and ugly sobbing is something done at home rather than in public. I remember a few months ago at my Grandpa’s funeral, even though we lost someone we loved very, very much and everyone was crying, there was no wailing and carrying on.
Mourning for the widow was about seclusion and showing respect for your loved one- because for a woman at the time, your family was what defined you. And lets face it, sometimes wearing a veil can be handy because