Suze over at OBSOLETE CHILDHOOD did a great post about writing our own obit. It truly supports a phrase Suze and I are both are familiar with…..”some of us are sicker than others.”
After trying my darnedest to come up with something funny and snarky, I gave up. But it set me to thinking. If my friends, all four of them, wanted to celebrate my life after I move on, how would I like them to remember me? What would my obit be?
Well, we would have a small gathering somewhere, (family is welcome only by invitation), a few tables with flowers and candles, beer and wine for my drinking friends, pepsi and ginger ale for non-drinkers, and Willie Nelson singing one of my favorite tear-jerker songs. If they are really friends, they will hang around and watch BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN one last time with me.