Well said! One would think that losing two close family members in the same month, even though no surprise would make me used to seeing an average of one friend or acquaintance a week in the obits, and it doesn't quite. The older I get the more I see friends leaving.
Like you, I have made some plans for my demise. I have a will, which now will need to be redone but which still had the contingency of Bill's pre-deceasing me built in. I, too, want to have my organs, all that can be used, and my cadaver also donated to be recycled into other humans. I wasn't a recycling coordinator for nothing. LOL My eyes go to the Lions Eyebank though.
As for what remains after the local university and Lions and organ harvesting organizations have used what they can, I want them cremated and my ashes scattered over my property. That is legal in this state. Provided I live beyond the sale of this or Gma's property, my headstone will already be part of the family plot in Hawthorne Cemetery and only the date of death will need to be added.
Having had a "near death" experience (Please, no flaming. I know what I believe about that and you won't change my mind.) I have a pretty good idea of what will happen to my essence at death. Thus I do not fear death. I also hope that I can go with as much love and dignity as Bill did. To die in my lover's arms with his kiss on my lips sharing a last hug is much to be desired. For me, like Bill, death will bring peace so is nothing to fear.
Knowing that, I, like you, Ravan, live my life to the fullest. I also agree about helmets and seat belts. What I find most interesting is that I always used my seat belt. It was the first thing I did whenever I got into a vehicle, until they made it a law. I resent the government telling me what I have to do to keep myself safe. Even Bill, when he was in the hospital, had the choice to go on the ventilator or not. It was HIS CHOICE to go on hospice and HIS CHOICE as to when we activated the "Do Not Resusitate" and "Do Not Intubate" protocols. Gma also chose when to stop eating, and I honored that choice by telling her nurses not to force feed her in any way.
WE, as Americans and human beings, have few enough choices still left to us in this world. So far, the government hasn't figured out a way to take away that most basic one of live or die. I pray God or gods, if you wish, they never do.
Like you, I have made some plans for my demise. I have a will, which now will need to be redone but which still had the contingency of Bill's pre-deceasing me built in. I, too, want to have my organs, all that can be used, and my cadaver also donated to be recycled into other humans. I wasn't a recycling coordinator for nothing. LOL My eyes go to the Lions Eyebank though.
As for what remains after the local university and Lions and organ harvesting organizations have used what they can, I want them cremated and my ashes scattered over my property. That is legal in this state. Provided I live beyond the sale of this or Gma's property, my headstone will already be part of the family plot in Hawthorne Cemetery and only the date of death will need to be added.
Having had a "near death" experience (Please, no flaming. I know what I believe about that and you won't change my mind.) I have a pretty good idea of what will happen to my essence at death. Thus I do not fear death. I also hope that I can go with as much love and dignity as Bill did. To die in my lover's arms with his kiss on my lips sharing a last hug is much to be desired. For me, like Bill, death will bring peace so is nothing to fear.
Knowing that, I, like you, Ravan, live my life to the fullest. I also agree about helmets and seat belts. What I find most interesting is that I always used my seat belt. It was the first thing I did whenever I got into a vehicle, until they made it a law. I resent the government telling me what I have to do to keep myself safe. Even Bill, when he was in the hospital, had the choice to go on the ventilator or not. It was HIS CHOICE to go on hospice and HIS CHOICE as to when we activated the "Do Not Resusitate" and "Do Not Intubate" protocols. Gma also chose when to stop eating, and I honored that choice by telling her nurses not to force feed her in any way.
WE, as Americans and human beings, have few enough choices still left to us in this world. So far, the government hasn't figured out a way to take away that most basic one of live or die. I pray God or gods, if you wish, they never do.
LOve you! Hugs and chocolate to you and Datapard
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