Sometimes you just have to blog for the hell of it. No deadlines but the ones I place on myself. A promise to no one is my motivation I suppose.
One day I’ll be that age when people I know will start to die from old age ailments. If I myself have not passed. I wonder if I’ll be able to laugh it off like my great uncle does. Maybe he realizes that being that age means he to is closer to death.
I have no idea what will happen to my body if I were to die anytime soon. Would I be placed in the same cemetery as my family? Maybe it’s all filled up or it will be cheaper to cremate me and spread my ashes somewhere. It doesn’t really matter to me what happens to my lifeless corpse.
My grandfather already has his plot planned next to my deceased grandmother. A sweet gesture for sure but also sorrowful. Sometimes as we drive by the graveyard he will look over and say “I’ll see you soon darling.”
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