Seems deathly legit

GNP.

Five regrets from the dying from Bronnie Ware:

  1. I wish I had the courage to live a life true to myself
  2. I wish I had not worked so hard
  3. I wish I had the courage to express my feelings
  4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends
  5. I wish that I had let myself be happier

The time to fix the roof is when the sun is shining.

John F Kennedy

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Be as prepared as you can be because it’s not a secret

funeral display of photos
Two nights ago.

 

Be as prepared as you can be because it’s not a secret.

What?

Your death.

Johnny and Margie planned and paid for their funerals in 1995, 22 years ago.

For 38 years i watched them gradually shed their belongings.

And this is remarkable because they never were overloaded with things.

Twelve days ago Chapin and i arrived in Allentown to attend Johnny’s Funeral.

He was 91.

His wife Margaret, my Mother-In-Law, went to join him six days later.

Margaret was buried yesterday on a frigid November 11th morning.

She was 94.

She was by Johnny’s side as he breathed his last.

Cheryl and i were by her side as she breathed hers.

We never returned home after “Dad’s” (Pop-Pop to Chapin) burial.

It didn’t make sense and Chapin’s School gave their blessing – even during the final two weeks of the semester.

Cheryl will stay a few more days to manage things.

We are blessed, and reminded, how a lifetime of being decently organized makes end-of-life details easier and lighter – why shouldn’t they be?

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The funeral was paid for in 1996

funeral schedule
In two days.

 

 

The funeral was paid for in 1996.

Cheryl had (still has) a lot to coordinate, but not having to shop, arrange, and pay for a funeral is a tremendous help.

Is your funeral paid for, arranged with your wishes, and paperwork provided to the likely person(s) who will be responsible for seeing it through?

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Ten left

Living like you were dying
Yesterday from a High School classmate’s Facebook feed.

 

In 2009, i began a 10-year journey to live as though June 8, 2019 (60th bday) is my last day.

i read about half of a long article yesterday. Here is my summary:

Rather than contemplating the stereotypical “What if you only had 6 months to live”, or the article’s reflection on a 9-month course with the same question, but with 3 extra months, i began over 7 years ago living as if i only had 10 years.

A complete and radical departure from “you have less than a year to live.”

Ten left.

What if you only had 10 years left?

A decade.

Everything i’ve done since 2009 has emanated from, “What if i only had until my 60th birthday to do everything in life i wanted to do?

The caveat being, none of us know if we’ll see tomorrow, next week, next month, next year, etc.

Now, with 2 years 8 months until the “dead” line, an enhanced sense of urgency is emerging.

There is potential ridicule and talk behind my back, to which i am working diligently to surrender to and designate a non-issue.

Meanwhile, my enjoyment of that which is in front of me this very moment (typing this for example) brings such great joy, and peace.

 

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When Is Your Funeral?

Knock Knock
Knock Knock

When is your funeral?  No idea, right?

Exactly.  None of us know.

And because, for most people, death is paralyzingly scary, we ignore it. As if it will go away if we don’t think about it.

I think about death everyday. This helps me appreciate the gift of life today and the opportunity to do the best I can.

Every day is a failure.  Every day is a triumph. Every day is a gift.

Will you unwrap yours and enjoy it today?