Funerals

I attended a funeral today for my sister-in-law’s grandmother. I only met her once at Cody’s wedding. She was incredibly sweet and I know Amanda loved her so much.

Funerals have always made me uncomfortable. It’s not really the funeral itself so much as the fact that it gets me thinking about my own life and death. Would this many people show up to my funeral? Would people have great things to say about me? Does it matter?

Ironically, last night we re-watched The Royal Tenenbaums. Royal’s tombstone at the end had the following inscription:

Died tragically rescuing his family from the wreckage of a destroyed sinking battleship.

I really want that on my tombstone.

Comments

  1. says

    “Died going 160 MPH with his hair on fire. His body was never found. He was a good dude.” – That’s what I want on mine.

    I really just wanted to say hi, still praying for y’all and I love the new banner up top. I am gonna have to start updating mine more often. Peace brother.

  2. says

    You do groovy? Like Ash Williams groovy? Sweet! In that case, yes, I need groovy banner photos. No one wants to see my mug up there.

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