THE BEST OF ME

earlier today, i went with my grandmother to visit my old mans grave, and it had me thinking about remains and their handling in general

my father was cremated and generally, i think when i pass, id want the same. do not waste a whole damn plot of land to put a box of my embalmed body in it, id prefer (if if buried at all) to just let my body rot in the soil! 

generally speaking, i find it unproductive to treat my (or anyones) remains like they need to be this spectacle of sadness and grief. they simply dont have to be. my grandmother had actually struggled with that for a while, with my fathers remains, as she felt bad "trapping" some of his ashes somewhere (shes somewhat spiritual and superstitious but i cant pinpoint it) but i see the ashes as they are, just my father. a "piece" of him so to speak, one i can visit and hold or see and remember.

ive told most people in my life a sorta-joke that, when i pass, i want my ashes to be put into a firework and lit off in the yard. now granted, im mostly joking, but i usually say that to imply like, hey, take my death as a time to reminisce on the good i did and the person i was. dont make it some sappy shitty ceremony where people weep, id never want my last memory with those i love to be like that. if i can leave the world with a happy memory, if theres some final resting place, id rest there happy!

maybe im the odd one, who knows. miss you, dad