I am an avid fan of General Hospital. Today was the funeral for “Emily Quartermaine.” Her best friend stood up and gave the eulogy and said some amazing things about her. It got me to thinking about who would speak at mine, and what would be said.
It’s morbid, I know… however I’ve been fascinated/scared about so many things surrounding death. There are times that I start thinking about death and I freak out. You know how you have that little voice in your head… well your inner monologue… the thoughts you have inwardly… right? Ok, well I get concerned about what happens to those when I die. Silly? Sure. But those are the things that freak me out. I will seriously start hyperventilating, crying… everything. It’s bad.
What happens though? And what would people say about me. I think that it’s something to be considered. How would I want people to remember me? Do I live the way I’d like people to be talking about when I die?
I try to change the way I live every so often. In my attempts I will go to the gym more, try and swear less, play with Simon more often etc etc. Many times, things don’t catch on and I revert. I go through periods of time when I won’t drink a lot. Then I go back and drink all the time. When I start thinking about what people will say when I die, I wonder if I should change the way I live. Like, maybe I’m not really living life in a good manner. I don’t know… if this makes sense to anyone I’ll be surprised.
So… what would be said about you at your funeral? Does it make you think of changing the way you live?