How do you know ...
..that your creeping up on the wrong side of morbid?
When you start planning your own memorial service.
/sigh
I've been kicking the idea around for a while. I'm not sure the sweetie is going to be willing to sit down and talk to me about this so I guess we'll see how it goes.
When my mom passed, we didn't have to worry about arranging much. Music, obit, clothes.. That was about it. My dad took are of most of the other arrangements months before. Payment was already made. The coffin picked out, the headstone and slab were already placed and engraved. It made it a little easier to get through the few things we had to take care knowing that most of it was out of the way.
And I can't pretend my mortality hasn't been starting me in the face lately. With the heart issues I'm struggling to control, I have to wonder if I'm going to see the flip side of 40. I know when it's time for me to leave, I owe it to Dwight to do what I can now to make sure he has as little to stress about as possible. It was part of the reason I started my 101 in 1001 list.. over 30 items on the list are really about purging this house and my stuff and getting the house in order. That way if Dwight is suddenly left on his own, he'd be okay. He would be able to have hordes of people in the house with out much notice, all the household paperwork is ready and easy to pick up behind me.
But the funeral thing is an entirely different level. This afternoon at lunch, I started trying to figure out what kinds of things I should plan and what things should just be left to decide at the time.. pall-bearers came to mind and my first reaction was what do I care? I'm dead. The entire concept can be a bit overwhelming and it's not really easy to consider it logically. So, I'll guess we'll see how far we get with it.
When you start planning your own memorial service.
/sigh
I've been kicking the idea around for a while. I'm not sure the sweetie is going to be willing to sit down and talk to me about this so I guess we'll see how it goes.
When my mom passed, we didn't have to worry about arranging much. Music, obit, clothes.. That was about it. My dad took are of most of the other arrangements months before. Payment was already made. The coffin picked out, the headstone and slab were already placed and engraved. It made it a little easier to get through the few things we had to take care knowing that most of it was out of the way.
And I can't pretend my mortality hasn't been starting me in the face lately. With the heart issues I'm struggling to control, I have to wonder if I'm going to see the flip side of 40. I know when it's time for me to leave, I owe it to Dwight to do what I can now to make sure he has as little to stress about as possible. It was part of the reason I started my 101 in 1001 list.. over 30 items on the list are really about purging this house and my stuff and getting the house in order. That way if Dwight is suddenly left on his own, he'd be okay. He would be able to have hordes of people in the house with out much notice, all the household paperwork is ready and easy to pick up behind me.
But the funeral thing is an entirely different level. This afternoon at lunch, I started trying to figure out what kinds of things I should plan and what things should just be left to decide at the time.. pall-bearers came to mind and my first reaction was what do I care? I'm dead. The entire concept can be a bit overwhelming and it's not really easy to consider it logically. So, I'll guess we'll see how far we get with it.