Cremation or burial ? What is your choice ?

Burial in Arlington. I have requested to be dressed in my uniform that I have marked in a bag. No notice in newspapers and no funeral, except graveside service with a Navy or Marine Chaplin performing a short service. The only outside attendee that will be permitted to attend is my niece.
You dislike all the rest of them?
 

You dislike all the rest of them?
My parents were killed when I was 9. The family argued who was going to take the kid. My dad’s brothers wanted to dump me in an orphanage. My Gramps said ‘Hell no. We will take him.” My grandparents raised me. My niece is really my cousin. I don’t have any nieces.
We have been very close for years. She has always been my rock.

It’s a long story I don’t care repeating.
 
I choose cremation. ⚱️💐 I don't want my son spending extra money holding a wake/funeral for my empty body. I talk about me leaving with him now. It's like saying goodbye in advance. We often say I love you to each other. When I do die, he won't feel in a desperation to say goodbye or to cling to my decaying body. He's fully aware of my faith and where I know my spirit will be. I want him to use a minimum of funds to dispose of my remains. Whatever funds are left, I want him to use on himself.
 
No but my old wish was to be backpacked up in pieces of wolves or some other hungry critter. But I know we are way too toxic to do any creature any good. Probably will be incinerated though. Don't want to be a big problem.
Speak for yourself. 😂
 
My parents were killed when I was 9. The family argued who was going to take the kid. My dad’s brothers wanted to dump me in an orphanage. My Gramps said ‘Hell no. We will take him.” My grandparents raised me. My niece is really my cousin. I don’t have any nieces.
We have been very close for years. She has always been my rock.

It’s a long story I don’t care repeating.
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My son died unexpectedly Jan. 2022 and because of too high funeral costs, my two daughters and I could only afford cremation for him. This was so antithetical to me that I can not even bear to see his urn 'box'. My older daughter has it in her apartment.
I 'birthed' the 'vessel' he had resided in. It held his God given life. Fed it, washed it, made it comfortable, hugged it, cared and loved it as best I knew how. To have it reduced to mostly tiny bits of bones resembling ash through exposure to flame and intense heat followed by pulverization of bone fragments" tormented me.

I wish I could have had him have an Earth Funeral.
 


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