Funeral Planner. The society we live in constantly tells us we need specialist gurus. It no longer surprises us when someone says they have a "coach" for something, or that a new business venture needs a "community manager," or that our best friend hired a "wedding planner" for her big day, or that Hollywood actresses have a "personal shopper," a "personal trainer," and whatever other anglicism comes to mind. But what about death? There are countless life insurance policies covering coffins, hearses, shrouds, body preparation, funeral homes, religious services, flowers, and burial or cremation costs. So why not have someone organize our death the way we organize a wedding, a birth, or a bar mitzvah? And yet the figure of the "funeral planner" is far from common. Perhaps because death is something utterly unfamiliar to us. Perhaps because it frightens us — the thought of ceasing to exist while the world carries on without us, of saying goodbye forever. What do we do with all those personal belongings we've accumulated over a lifetime that only mean something to us? What do we do with the frustrations, achievements, and unfinished business we've carried on our backs? Can we really plan the death we want? Amelia is the assistant of Raúl, "the ps..."