People don’t always accept that death is part of life. There is life and death. Death is inevitable. We deal with the loss of our loved-ones but yet it seems taboo to speak about death when we are so alive. Now I want to break this by sharing my thoughts about how I want my funeral would be like.
Funeral is so definite. It is our last farewell to the world. During my funeral I want everyone to remember me how I am as person. I would love to have this written on my obituary; a lively and inspiring art and history loving amateur cook who love to take pictures. And I don’t want those who come to cry and weep. I prefer them to celebrate my life instead. Oh, if people want to share my flaws and traits, I invite them to do so. I am human after all.
Why this creepy post I see you thinking? All of the sudden I remember my best friend from junior high who passed away in 2007. She fell sick. After 2 weeks in the hospital, she died, leaving her husband and her 3 years old son. Winny was just 35 years old. Now I miss her and what I have in my mind is vivid memory of us together. And I hold on to that as that is the way I remember her.
How about you? How do you want people to remember you when you are not here anymore?