Sunday, October 26, 2008

Why you won't find me in a casket in a Catholic church...

(Okay, actually, to be honest, I don't know where it's considered "okay" hold funerals. I'm assuming that I'm really SOL if I want to shy away from a traditional church as the site of the actual service, but I'll return to this in a bit...)

My friend Nick's services were this weekend. I'd never actually been to a funeral before, and this one was a unique and interesting experience for many different reasons. Nick had been very sick for a long time, and as a result, this service was highly personalized. The priest cracked jokes, his friends gave speeches and sang songs, and the service was followed up by a pipe-organ version of "The Entertainer" (something I'm certain Nick must have chosen, knowing it would make us all laugh).

So of course, this all made me consider my own passing. I write long entries and speculate for hours about what my wedding and bachelorette party will look like, and even what my perfect job will entail...

...but what if it doesn't work out like that?

It's entirely possible that someone could one day be reading this blog, thinking how sad it is that all my dreams had gone unrealized.

And it's also entirely possible that my friends could one day be stuffed into a church thinking, "Alison wouldn't have wanted a ceremony like this."

In all honesty, I've never given much thought to my own death. My mother has always believed 'not to tempt fate', so topics like death and illness are often under-discussed in my family. I like to be prepared for the worst case scenario, however, so it's likely something I should begin thinking about.

I've only briefly touched on the subject lately, but I've been able to come up with the following:

-Slideshows and music videos. I would love for them to be playing everywhere. I try to document as much of my own life photographically as I can, and it would be nice to have something like that to watch.

-Lots of music-- and definitely not "Amazing Grace".

-Personalized speeches from friends

I'm toying with the idea of holding a funeral as one of Dean Martin's comedy roasts. That would be kind of awesome, but I'm sure the majority of my family would find it in poor taste and it would cause problems.

I also don't get all this "don't be sad, they wouldn't have wanted us to be sad" business. I'll tell you one thing, when I die I want all kinds of ex-boyfriends and unrequited lovers throwing themselves, sobbing, upon my casket. I suppose this says a lot about me as a person...

I'll return to this later, hopefully with better formulated ideas.

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