From ART BEAUTY LIFE blog.
So a few weeks ago I started with this cold. Every day I was hoping that next morning I would feel better, but within a week's time, it just got worse. And then I've been in and out of it. I tried juicing and antibiotics, chicken soup and acupuncture, vitamins and working from home, hot baths and restful weekends. The bug didn't seem to be leaving. And I thought, maybe, just maybe, it's my time to go. Okay people, I am not trying to be dramatic here or anything. But the bug was not going away, and I don't know about you, but I have thoughts in my head all the time.
Also I recently wrote a song that has the following verse:
But I am not afraid to dieYou can take me if you likeAll my bags are packed and lightI am ready for the ride
As for any compulsive planner, I don't think it was that unreasonable for me to start planning my own funeral. So here is the list of rules I came up with:
- please no drama; light crying/sobbing is alright
- dress code: bright and festive; comfortable for dancing and jumping around
- funny memories and jokes are okay
Then I started to think about logistics. Nowadays one needs to consider environmental impact of his death (in fact, I found an article about "8 ecologically friendly alternatives to burial"). Then there are inheritance implications. And don't forget social media unwinding strategy (you gotta read "Bury me on Facebook.") The logistics gave me such a headache that I decided that I'm just not ready yet to deal with it, and I might as well keep living.
By the way, this is how my song ends and I have yet to sing it live:
And I am not afraid to dieBut I don't think it's yet my timeSo let me play and sing and rhymeAnd be afraid and be alive.
Thanks for reading.
The original posting "Preparing my Funeral" can be found at ART BEAUTY LIFE blog.
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