The subject of death isn’t new to this forum, but I was wondering if anyone else here has actually done anything ahead of time to prepare for their own demise? Everyone/thing will die, it’s inevitable, but it’s not exactly a topic of normal everyday discussions.
Have you informed your families about what you’d like them to do with your corpse? When our mom died in 2010, it was kind of sudden. She was in the hospital for 3 days, then she died. She wasn’t in any condition to bring the subject up(it never is). All we knew was that she wanted to be buried. Nothing else was ever decided on until she was gone.
So my 3 sisters and I got to go to the local funeral home and make all of the arrangements. Fun times. We had to decide on everything and hope it was what she would have liked.
After she died, I decided to not put my wife through anything like this, it sucked. When we were at one of the local cemeteries picking out her gravesite, I reserved the spot next to her for myself, done. My wife wants to be cremated, also done.
I started a private journal almost 10 years ago, and in it, I’ve written out exactly what I’d like them to do when I’m deceased. I’ve already built my own casket, and it’s stored away waiting for my dead ass. In Washington state, you can build your own and avoid the rip-off that is casket shopping at your friendly, neighborhood funeral home.
There will be zero religious ceremonies or rituals, all I want is a graveside gathering. Say goodbye, then plant my ass 6 feet deep. I do however have a specific list of what I don’t want on my headstone. Nothing including the words god or Jesus allowed, and no crucifixes(unless it’s inverted).
I’ve asked our son to play a list of songs that I’ve compiled over the years where ever they gather afterwards. My family doesn’t like my choice of music, which is funny since they never have to listen to any of it. I never play it out loud if/whenever my wife is home, I use headphones. I’m asking them to listen to it for the only time in their lives, and then never have to even think about it again, or me even.
My wife has told me on more than one occasion that if/when I’m dead and buried, that she has no intention of ever coming back to the cemetery. In her words,“you’re not there anymore”, so why would I came back?
If for whatever reason she dies before I do, I’m taking her ashes to the grave with me, so she can spend eternity with me in “our” rot-box.
Has anyone else done anything to prepare for their eventual demise?