Saturday, February 28, 2009
A Family Undertaking--and a question to ponder...
I watched a Netflix documentary the other night that was quite fascinating, A Family Undertaking, a story on the family self burial movement. I didn't know that there was such a thing. First of all, it was excellent, I couldn't stop watching it once I started. Second of all, it will leave you scream-crying uncontrollably. Once I re hydrated myself from the tears I shed, I started to think (a dangerous thing); how do I want to be buried and how do I want it carried out?
First of all, if anyone puts me in a suit and tie, I will come back and haunt them. I doubledogdare anyone to do that to me. I want a bright and colorful Hawaiian shirt on with khaki short pants and socks and my sneakers. I would want to be buried in my Hallowe'en casket that I made that I use every year in the yard display but I would like it lined inside and I'd like an afghan covering me like I'm taking a nap. As far as flowers, any goshawful obnoxiously bright and colorful flowers would be my preferences, but I would request no carnations, just don't care for them. And lastly, I have an old teddy bear that I'd like to keep me company.
Now, how would YOU like to be taken care of when it's time to relocate to the bone garden?