Friday, March 28, 2008

After I die

This isn't intended to be too morbid. We've been talking a lot about death in one of my classes, so naturally I've started thinking about the subject.

I don't think I want to be buried in a graveyard. The whole funeral home industry just preys on the stupid decisions people make when they're grieving, and to put a dead body in a cushioned, thousand dollar coffin makes no sense to me. I'd like to be cremated.

But where to put the ashes?

Not in a vase. To be kept in a vase on a fireplace mantelpiece would just be weird, and I don't think people would like walking past that thing. We cremated my dog when I was 12 or so and scattered her ashes around my grandparents' cabin since she loved the place so much. I think I'd like the ashes to be dumped at the roots of a newly planted tree. I could grow into it, become part of it, attain some sort of life after death if this is all there is. Better than rotting in a box.

The finale of Silence is coming.
Really.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

welcome to my world! i'm always thinking about funeral type of things and what i want done with my body...thanks to my wonderfully weird internship. i had to read an entire book about planning your own funeral...haha.