Open your heart, I'm coming home
It’s Good Friday. How did that happen? Wasn’t it just Christmas? Time seems to pass so quickly now, not like when I was a kid climbing trees and skinning knees. An hour then was about as large a division of time I could contemplate, now I make plans that involve the entire span of what natural life I have left to me.
My parents plans go beyond even that. They’ve arranged their funeral and burial and are to be laid to rest beside each other on a little hill which looks out over Strangford Lough. This information was a bit too bitter-sweet for me at the time, and still is, but it’s all planned out anyway.
What about my death? Will I die alone or will I have someone who wants to rest their body beside mine, gravestones gazing westward as the sun and moon wheel overhead. Will there be an afterlife, will I stand to be judged, who will speak in my defense, or will I be forever in an upright position, blind and silent?
Morbid old post this, isn’t it?
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Right that’s it. I give up.
I didn’t even know it was Good Friday. I wondered why GMTV wasn’t on this morning!
I think Strangford Lough is a very lovely place to spend eternity. Wouldn’t mind somewhere like that myself…of course, I’m not planning on dying…
Hey you, don’t tell me there’s no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall.
Valerie and I will not be buried beside each other, but close. God’s Acre in our plcae has men on one side, and women on the other. Everyone dies frustrated and alone, and that is beautiful.
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My great-great (and rather eccentric) uncle bought a whole bunch of burial plots in Tonnto way back in the 20s as an investment. My whole extended family has been buried there but the last five spots are for my grandparents, my parents, and my aunt so my brother and I are sh*t out of luck (as my grandfather put it). I think it’s too early to be making extensive plans yet, but if something happened, I’d like to be cremated and “buried” near my family.
Honestly, I’m more scared of accidents leaving me permanently injured than dying - but we don’t have kids.
I’m not scared of actually dying, or that wasn’t the thought that motivated this post at any rate. I’m… ‘concerned’ about the bit between here and there and weither I’ll get beyond this selfish little existence I currently have… and I’m concerned about the part after too, but less so maybe.