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What you said today is exactly what I've had going on in my mind for years. Funny how we evolve over time. It's hard not to attend funerals and wonder what yours will be like. I'm still hoping you can speak at mine. As you know, music is an integral part of my life. I use to worry about what was played at my funeral, too. I guess I still do, somewhat. The kicker was when I was talking to Sally about Turn of Mind and how I needed to write my memories down before they disappear. Her response to that was, "Why?" I think she has something there. Viv
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I am ducking out from the responsibilities of my day to read your column. So glad I did..you aren't being too nostalgic, don't worry. I think a bit of funeral planning is a good idea. if only for the songs.I have been thinking about what music I would like played, but haven't hit on anything yet.After the last blog I wrote many people wrote to find out what in the world was happening. One woman thought I was dying, another thought I was getting divorced.....and one thought I was considering suicide. So I guess I was a little over the top.wow....now I feel the need to write something completely insane....in the mean time I will think about the music. Love to you.....my favorite writer of all time!!
And by the way, who is Majid Ali?
I loved your column. And I believe that (a) the Killers SHOULD do funerals, and (b) Johnny Cash SHOULD come back from the dead to do *your* funeral. But, truthfully, I'm hoping that it'll be awhile before we have to make that particular set of arrangements. Like, decades. xo
I don't think you're being melancholy. Moving a child off to college is a time of moving/passing on from what we've known to something different. My husband and I have talked several times about funerals (he's convinced he's going before me) and he wants the music from A River Runs Through It played from the scene at the end where Norman McLean is an old man fishing alone, and Robert Redford is narrating about how all of the memories, experiences, and words are there in the river. Makes me sniffly every time.
I have those sunflowers you're talking about in my garden right now. They're six feet tall.I love this. Who doesn't think about their funeral. It think we all do. And of course your dad is probably right. When we die, we won't care.But, for now, I think it's ok to wish for an awesome send off.
My kids are funny and have good pacing, so I trust them with the funeral.But the obituary--that's another story. I don't want any of that "Our beloved mother gone to the bosom of Jesus," or "Back together at last." I want it written in a consistent tense and not longer than a paragraph. Just the facts. Nothing but the facts.Oh what the hell. I'll be dead.
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