This blog entry may be one of the most important that I actually write. I have always joked about how I want to write my own eulogy and the set up for my funeral. Well, im not joking anymore. Now that I have my little therapeutic purging tool, I am gonna lay it all out there, so brace yourself.
First, there need to be some ground rules for whatever services are conducted for me. Seeing that I would like a Viking Funeral, I don’t have the exact details surrounding calling hours…. yet.
OH, just in case a Viking Funeral is new concept, it involves taking the deceased person, building a raft of kindling and branches, placing the deceased on the top, setting them out to sea, and then as the raft floats away, there is an Archer on the land that lights an arrow on fire, and shoots it directly on to the raft. Which then ignites and voila! Viking Funeral.
WHAT? I love Braveheart and think it would be cool to have a different way to be sent off. I like to do things differently, and sometimes difficultly…
Besides the Viking Funeral, I would like some other things that are total MUSTS.
There must be clear direction to anyone who wishes to attend my services, that there will not be any crappy funeral flowers allowed. These include the the standards such as, CARNATIONS, white, yellow, or any kind of Lily, Palm frawns, or gladiolus. I’m pretty sure they used to use Lily’s to cover the smell of death. If someone were to want to send flowers, send Ranunculus and cabbage roses, peonies, hydrangeas, poppy’s or dahlias. Then the nursing homes or churches that receive them actually have some stunning flowers to enjoy.
Since music is such an enormous part of my life, there are a few songs that I insist be played.
1- Amazing Grace, Dropkick Murphy’s. (listen to it, its awesome)
2- It is Well (Live), Bethel Music and Kristene DiMarco
3- Dog Days are over, Florence & the Machine (it has clapping in it, how can you not be happy when you’re clapping? try it!!)
4- whatever Biggie Smalls song is most appropriate. I will give some freedom on this one, but biggie must be represented.
I would prefer that people limit the crying, and try to laugh more. I know it will be crushing to not have my hilarity around, so instead of crying, try and get some laughs going, for me. Im in a better place after my body stops working anyway. I’ll be laughing right along with you.
I feel a sense of relief now that I have actually written this down. I have seriously told pretty much everyone within my inner circle of my wishes and we all laugh, but this makes it legit. Sorry Mom. It must be done. Now, I will need to find someone worthy of shooting the flaming arrow. Where are my archers at?
much love and respect.
xo -e
The Underground Momma 