I guess I'm lucky. I have three sibs, two who are older (I'm 68). We talked a good while before the virus and agreed there was no need for us to go to any of the other's funerals. That includes them, and they're all in the US (my brother has the classic fear of flying--trapped in a tin can, no control, etc).
Part of this sprang from the recognition that on my father's side (all long-lived) he and his sibs had long before stopped going to each other's funerals (all within the continental US). The other part is that I'm permanent here, and it was obvious to my sibs that they weren't going to come here for mine, so why would anyone even begin to expect me to go there for one (or two, or three) of theirs. Kind of similar--one of our friends here, the wife died. None of his family came from the states for that. Even when my dad died (4-5 yrs ago, at 97), I didn't go for the funeral. Instead we set up and I went for an interment ceremony for his ashes several months later. <–And that might be an intermediate model idea for folks here to put on the table if someone 'close' dies overseas.
If you think some relative might give you a hard time about why you can't drop everything and come, stop and think about who would/wouldn't do the same for your funeral here. Or if you die, is there the expectation that your body/ashes would get shipped 'home'? And would one or (hopefully) more people come from there to help with that? Or would it all be on your spouse? (if so, I'd suggest sending the remains COD) And if they couldn't make it for your funeral here, then how about the 7th day, or the 49th? Yeah, they'll come, eh? I guess how you think of "home"--what and where it is--might affect your thoughts. Still, I think it's at least worth considering, one way or another, what your homies would do for you.
It wasn't too long ago that there were no video calls, and even phone calls cost a small fortune. Being able to casually board a plane and be on the other side of the world within a day is even more recent--so being able to make it back for a funeral isn't some god-given right. (I know a guy who grew up here whose parents were missionaries--he's recalled having taken a boat back and forth every few years for their home visits.)
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