>Preface: I’m sorry if I offend you, whoever reads this. I don’t like to filter my thoughts for your benefit if I’m writing in my blog. If I am offensive, please don’t read me anymore. I won’t mind. I don’t like having to worry about what people will think of every word I write. Thank you very much, thank you very much!! That’s the nicest thing anyones ever done for me!
Americans have all these empty yards – plant something, build something, or bury someone. Makes sense. -Andrew- USA
As I’m sure everyone knows, I think it is very important to take care of our planet and ourselves. Let’s keep things as natural and simple as possible and chances are we’ll be healthy. And as long as we keep ourselves healthy, there’s not much intervention that should be needed for normal events such as birth, colds, or death. Babies come out of people everyday, let’s not make it frightening emergency. Colds happen all the time so why are antibiotics overused? Fever is our body’s way of fighting germs. LET IT BURN. Hehe. Death, though it eventually happens to EVERYONE, is nowadays masked with a life like body, impenetrable coffin, and somber cemetery. This is not how I like things.
But some day I will die. And here’s why I’m telling you this: The New York Times ran an article about home burials. Interesting! I’ve read about green funerals, simple caskets, and wooded, natural cemeteries. But this was different.
I’ve talked with J lots of times and don’t know if I want to be buried or cremated. I’ve always been enamored with tombstones and think I’d like to have one some day. If I had to. On the other hand, I hate wasting things and if I’m dead, why should I waste space? A rotting body doesn’t need a hole to rest in. And cremation is cool. It means you will drift in to someone’s yard, on their trees, or in their lungs. Hehe, how cool to say: I’m in your nose!!!
BTW, DONATE YOUR ORGANS, YOU WON’T NEED THEM AFTER YOU DIE.
But, if I was buried in my backyard, in a simple coffin, with a nice tombstone that J in his profound grief composed, I think it would be nice. Except my backyard is tiny. You’d trip over me every time you walked out there.
And, if one day J were to die before me, I think I’d like to wash him and dress him. I’d like to touch him for the last time, just him and me. I’d want to cry over him and talk to him and love him before never seeing him again. I’d like only loving hands to prepare him and nothing unnatural used to ready his body for burial. I’d like him to be with me and our family before I’m all alone. I’d like him to always be close to me, even when he’s gone.
After saying al this, I don’t know what I’ll actually do since I’m a death noob. I’ve never had anyone in my immediate family die. I’ve only experienced ‘easy’ grief. I’ve never had a baby but I have had colds and fevers. I usually like to suffer. J got me a $10 bottle of cough syrup last year. I took 1 dose. $10. I would rather cough. And tell everyone else what they should do through this, my insignificant blog. Thank you for listening. ~bow~
The difference between the NYT and a tabloid:
A tabloid: MAN BURIES FAMILY IN YARD
NYT: Home Burials Offer an Intimate Alternative