Realizing I’m not ready to call it quits just yet, I thought I’d get a little jump start on things, just in case. I’m not sure just how this would be written if left to someone else. While I’m not going to insist that this be read at my funeral service, I would be fine with them extracting bit and pieces of it to give the preacher man or woman when the time comes. Oh wait, I’ve already requested that they not have a traditional service for me, but rather just have the ones that can attend come to a … Continue reading My Epitaph

(let’s hope not, at least in this case) This story is wrapped around a dream I had last night. It goes like this: A lady I know passed away a while back. Her family decided to not have a service, but maybe something will be done later. That’s not so uncommon, this day and time. Cremation has made it even more possible to delay things a bit, you know. But I walked in the cafe where I usually have breakfast and a fellow I know was sitting there drinking a cup of coffee. He invited me sit with them. After … Continue reading Is There Anything To A Dream