I read this story on Facebook a while ago. It was regarding a woman, a wife, a mother, who knew she was not going to survive the cancer she had, and she wrote her own obituary. I thought that was so cool. What better way to leave this world than in your own words? Another way to leave this world is with the words of someone who loves you. won’t.
I believe that I am comfortable with the opposite of life. I have thought about my death. I have made decisions regarding my death. I know how I want my body to be handled, cremated, and I know what services I want, none. I don’t want any services. People get upset when I say this, but I truly believe the people who know and love me are a part of my life, and they give me my flowers. I am loved, and I know it. I don’t need to have my mom or brother waste insurance money to have random acquaintances show up at a service. I want them to take a vacation, sit on the beach, and say their goodbyes.
Now, who is going to write my obituary? I had not put too much thought into that. I guess I was going to be like the Facebook lady who wrote her own. Then, I was presented with a question from BT, “How would I feel or respond if a friend asked me to write their obituary?” What a great question! I would feel honored if one of my friends wanted to write my obituary, and I would be honored to write one for my friends. Your friends see you in a light that you don’t see yourself. We have a tendency to downplay who we are and what we do. Your friends are encouraging you, loving you, and supporting you. They see your struggles. They see your hurts. They see the best in you. Truth is, we show our friends versions of ourselves that we don’t show to our families. I think it would be a great idea to have a friend or friends write the brief synopsis of your life. Which, of course, is just my opinion.
I can see it now. My friends on the phone talking all over each other, trying to write my obituary. It would be long as hell messing with them. And y’all know they get more expensive, the more you say. Lol. Maybe I’ll just write it and save some money. “She was born. She lived. She loved. She died.” Sounds good to me. I know that people sometimes struggle with talking about death, but it is inevitable. Why not plan for the day? Would you write your friend’s last love letter? Would you allow your friend to write yours? Now, I have been saying to share your thoughts with me. Seriously, I need to know. Well, I was serious all the other times, too. I truly do want to know your thoughts. Be well and whole. Much Love 🧡 💚
P.S. Today is officially 30 days of blog posts 🎉. Thank you for putting up with my rambles. I appreciate you so much. More blog posts to come. Stay with me.