It's wonderful being able to reflect on, enjoy and appreciate my Celebration of Life.
It really was wonderful and no one enjoyed it more than I did!
Not a lot of people can say that.
Most are dead at their funeral or celebrations of life and never get to enjoy anything at all, but I'm going to continue enjoying the Hell out of mine, until I can't.
But it's over and I have to get serious about dying again.
Hope for the best but plan for the worse, the old adage goes, but I'm living exclusively off hope now, so it's time to plan
Forever I've said I want to be buried at Sea, which is legal here, relatively easy to do, so long as you notify the agencies within 30 days of the disposal, but by then the fish would be fat off of me.
Friends with boats have already offered to handle the logistics (thank you guys!) so everything is sort of set.
Except, that's a lot to dump on Sarah and Che after I die. They'd have to handle my body from the time I expire until my burial at Sea. I don't want to do that to them.
So, I've resigned to being cremated, purely based on convenience to Sarah and Che, and cost.
I'd resigned myself to this until Johnny O asked me if Sarah was going to scatter my ashes somewhere.
"No, there won't be a service or anything. She can put me in a baggie for all I care."
Johnny's face lights up like I haven't since the days we used to have lots of great ideas.
"Picture this," he says, holding two hands up, to frame it.
"For only $99.95, plus shipping and handling, you too can own a piece of the Rev! You'll receive a baggie of the Rev's ashes to do whatever you want with. You can even pass it on to future generations. Order yours now! Get one before they sell out! Supplies are limited!"
"BRILLIANT!!!" I exclaim. "That fits in perfect with my GoFundMe ( https://gofund.me/ffda4f4b ) campaign. What a great way to bring it to a close!"
It really was wonderful and no one enjoyed it more than I did!
Not a lot of people can say that.
Most are dead at their funeral or celebrations of life and never get to enjoy anything at all, but I'm going to continue enjoying the Hell out of mine, until I can't.
But it's over and I have to get serious about dying again.
Hope for the best but plan for the worse, the old adage goes, but I'm living exclusively off hope now, so it's time to plan
Forever I've said I want to be buried at Sea, which is legal here, relatively easy to do, so long as you notify the agencies within 30 days of the disposal, but by then the fish would be fat off of me.
Friends with boats have already offered to handle the logistics (thank you guys!) so everything is sort of set.
Except, that's a lot to dump on Sarah and Che after I die. They'd have to handle my body from the time I expire until my burial at Sea. I don't want to do that to them.
So, I've resigned to being cremated, purely based on convenience to Sarah and Che, and cost.
I'd resigned myself to this until Johnny O asked me if Sarah was going to scatter my ashes somewhere.
"No, there won't be a service or anything. She can put me in a baggie for all I care."
Johnny's face lights up like I haven't since the days we used to have lots of great ideas.
"Picture this," he says, holding two hands up, to frame it.
"For only $99.95, plus shipping and handling, you too can own a piece of the Rev! You'll receive a baggie of the Rev's ashes to do whatever you want with. You can even pass it on to future generations. Order yours now! Get one before they sell out! Supplies are limited!"
"BRILLIANT!!!" I exclaim. "That fits in perfect with my GoFundMe ( https://gofund.me/ffda4f4b ) campaign. What a great way to bring it to a close!"
Johnny leaves and I rush inside wanting to share everything with Sarah.
"You know," she adds on reflection, "we should offer 10% off for everybody who preorders."
"BRILLIANT!!!" I gleefully exclaim.
So I've got something to live for now in bringing this campaign to an end.
This is going to be such fun.
As soon as we figure out which baggie size to use.
