December 8, 2008

• funeral.

  It didn’t look like great-grandma.

  It was a small yet beautiful service.

  I saw my sister’s grave.

  It made me think of mortality. Everyone dies. But what will people say about you when you’re gone? Will they miss a cherished friend, lover, sister, brother, mother, father…? Will they say nice things about you then secretly think how much of an asshole you were? Will everyone think you were an asshole? What stories will they tell at your wake? What kind of a life did you lead? Did you treat everyone with respect and love? What will they be thinking, staring at your lifeless body in the casket? What would you say about yourself?

  Will you be truly missed?

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