I am not dependent on other people’s thoughts or ideas on what to do when I die. My instructions are written down and my family knows my wishes. No keeping me on machines, no funeral, no obituary, just put my body in a cardboard box and into the crematorium. I once thought I would donate organs and still would, but having had cancer twice, it’s not recommended. I think it is a wonderful idea though.
Some of you may think this sounds cold or unfeeling, but I’m not one who visits graves and talks to their loved ones’ tombstones. I did put flowers on graves on Memorial Day when I could, now it’s not possible. To me, when you’re dead, you’re dead. I don’t think of myself floating around on clouds or even perishing over and over in a fiery hell. I think life is right here, right now, and that’s all. My spirit is another story, and if there is a life “beyond” in spirit, I can live with that.😄