I've been thinking about how I want to go out since I wrote this story on non-traditional funerals. It's amazing how creative people can get in the face of death.
I'll be cremated, I know that, and kept in a Polish pottery soup tureen. Where my ashes will be scattered remains to be seen. If I had to decide today, I'd say out in the herb garden where I can see my new kitchen for eternity.
There will also be a huge party with all my favorite food, wine, crystal and music.
Beyond that, I really don't know. But, it's a fun thing to think about.... except when it's depressing as hell.
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Tuesday, August 24, 2010
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