If you wake up tomorrow morning knowing it will be your last day, how will you spend it?
It's not an original question. But it's also not easily answered. I'm still in the midst of my Grey's Anatomy marathon last night, and that was the question posed in the episode with the bomb.
I had been trying to answer it but i can't make up my mind how to spend my last day. I do know I don't want any elaborate goodbyes. Although there are a few people I want to say goodbye to.
But I also don't want to spend my last day composing goodbye letters or notes, typing or crying. I considered showing up at some dorrsteps but with the state of Manila traffic, I'd expire behind the wheel.
Imagine the stir that will cause. The cars behind me will honk their anger at being left behind, they will curse and curse until someone actually thinks of looking in to see why on earth will I inconvenience so many people by not moving.
I can imagine the horror and self-loathing that impatient guy would feel after learning that he was cursing a woman who died in her car. Hah! That should teach you for being an impatient, inconsiderate driver only concerned that you're being inconvenienced by someone else. Maybe next time, you will not honk your horn half a second after the cars start moving.
Anyway, one thing I know for sure, I'm calling in sick. I'm not going to spend a third of my last day working. Least of all, THERE.
The other thing I'm sure of, is that I will spend it doing things I want to do. At least the feasible ones. Travel is definitely out.
I will also finalize my isntructions for my last trip. I want to be cremated. I want it done before the memorial service. My mom will want a mass said, so there should be one. But please, not coffins in front. I'm thinking a nice small decorative box is best. There is this exporter of really, really nice boxes called Sigel. (The business card is in my wallet. Please call them and get the travel hat box. It's a circular box with handle and looks like leather.)
After the mass, people might want to say something,so please let them speak. I like the way they do memorial service in the US. After the mass, there is a part for people to speak. I want that. Also, there are a few people I really want to speak. I'll make a list, promise.
After the service, I want my ashes put in small locket-like containers and distributed to several people. The container will have a caption which will say something like, "I wonder which part of me this is." Those of you who will get one, please bring me everywhere. Those places I didn't see alive, i don't mind seeing dead.
I don't want to be left in a crypt. (Sorry, mom. I knew you already paid for one. But nobody asked me what I wanted. And if you did, I'm sure you will not accept my answer because you believe that I should be where people can visit. I'd rather do the visiting myself.)
What about All Souls Day? All I will ask for is a prayer. And maybe an update. What happened since you last spoke to me? I may not answer but I don't want people only remembering me only to say a prayer. Talk to me.
As for my last day on earth, I still don't know what to do. Maybe I'll finish my marathons. I'd have chosen an outfit for the service, but since I'd be ash by then, I don't think it would matter. And, since I think you get cremated naked, then that should do it for me. Taking my last bow in my birthday suit suits me just fine.
See you!
2 comments:
This was both interesting yet a tad bit creepy for me. hahahaha. i laughed out loud when you said you wouldn't want to be working on your last day especially, THERE.
I actually had the same idea...to have my ashes distributed to select people in crystal lockets or something. And I was wondering the exact same thing: is one of them carrying my pinky? Who gets my left thigh? Oh, and please set aside the parts that matter for my husband. Hahaha.
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