Are we forever unblessed? We who miss the blessing?
I think not.
Those of us who don’t get to hear the last words. Who don’t get the spoken blessing from the source. We get the blessing(s) of the search. We get the blessing(s) given off by hints, the blessing(s) reflected in other people. We get the blessing(s) of assembling. We get the communal blessing(s). Though the last words may or may not be spoken to us directly, though the last words may or may not be recorded — we are all continually observing each other, marking each other well. And our records and observations make it back to those who need to hear. Eventually.
Those of us who missed the official blessing. The official deathbed. We don’t know when these observations and hints will show up or where they’ll come from. We get the blessing(s) of surprise.