Phoenix
Senior Member
- Location
- Oregon, U S
Oops, Aunt Marg, I forgot the quote.
Jack is now retired and tends a filbert orchard with his wife. He's 81.
I'm not sure what a European funeral would be like. The ones I've been to are like church services. What I was talking about was the leaving the bodies laying around the house for days. That hasn't happened in this country, the US, since I've been alive.
One of the things my husband and I have talked about is having someone dig a little spot at the base of a big old tree in our yard and dump our ashes together in there, sort of to nurture the tree. Our house sits on six acres. So far that is the most appealing. Now we just have to find someone we can trust to do it.
I'm in the process of working out the death issues. In the last year and a half I've lost eight people. I was not close to all of them, but their deaths left me feeling vacant. Some of the people I've recently lost in my life were significant. I feel like a tree living in what once was a thick forest, but now most of the trees around me have either just flat out died or were blown over in storms. So I stand nearly alone and the forest is gone.
I work some of it out in the novels I write. The one I'm just about finished with deals with the afterlife as related to quantum mechanics. The one I will write next will be related the actual transition into death and what comes next. One of my characters in that story will be my 19-year-old cat who died in March. She will be one of the female protagonist's guides, along with two of my loved ones who appeared to me in my mind when my husband was in surgery and nearly died. I don't want it to be trite. I want it to be unique. I haven't decide how it will work.
It's been great talking to you too. Mostly I just say what's on my mind. I've been through so many things that have been difficult for me, that I usually say it like it is - for me. I know my reality is not necessarily someone else's, but for me it's like it is.
Jack is now retired and tends a filbert orchard with his wife. He's 81.
I'm not sure what a European funeral would be like. The ones I've been to are like church services. What I was talking about was the leaving the bodies laying around the house for days. That hasn't happened in this country, the US, since I've been alive.
One of the things my husband and I have talked about is having someone dig a little spot at the base of a big old tree in our yard and dump our ashes together in there, sort of to nurture the tree. Our house sits on six acres. So far that is the most appealing. Now we just have to find someone we can trust to do it.
I'm in the process of working out the death issues. In the last year and a half I've lost eight people. I was not close to all of them, but their deaths left me feeling vacant. Some of the people I've recently lost in my life were significant. I feel like a tree living in what once was a thick forest, but now most of the trees around me have either just flat out died or were blown over in storms. So I stand nearly alone and the forest is gone.
I work some of it out in the novels I write. The one I'm just about finished with deals with the afterlife as related to quantum mechanics. The one I will write next will be related the actual transition into death and what comes next. One of my characters in that story will be my 19-year-old cat who died in March. She will be one of the female protagonist's guides, along with two of my loved ones who appeared to me in my mind when my husband was in surgery and nearly died. I don't want it to be trite. I want it to be unique. I haven't decide how it will work.
It's been great talking to you too. Mostly I just say what's on my mind. I've been through so many things that have been difficult for me, that I usually say it like it is - for me. I know my reality is not necessarily someone else's, but for me it's like it is.
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