Then there was a time in my late 30's where I went to the doctor, explained a few items that had been bugging me, and he said, "yeah. That stuff happens with age." HEY! What happened to fixing things?
A few years ago, my son Clark got clocked in the head with a ball, and had a bump and a cut as a result. (One of many times, unfortunately.) A couple days later you could barely make out the spot he'd been hit. Meanwhile, I looked down at the back of my hand where I'd been cut a month ago, and thought, "when is THAT thing gonna heal!"
So as I picked up my mail today, I did as most do with their mail, ignored the obvious advertisements and bills, and grabbed the one envelope that looked personal - ivory envelope, script written, no obvious return address. And as I looked closer, pregnant excitement in the air at receiving the potentially personal note from a friend, I notice a hook in the bottom left corner - Free Pre-Paid Cremation! Details Inside.
Marketing acumen aside, (Why go to the effort of tricking me if you're going to put a hook on the front of the personal-looking envelope?), am I supposed to get excited by that? What mailing list did I get on that I'm receiving this special offer? And if I'm cremated, will my soul still make it to heaven?
Well - it just struck me as another milestone. One I could have done without right now. But one that I'm glad I'm around to reach, anyway. For now, I'll leave anyone interested with the following new knowledge I now possess:
Cremation makes sense because:
- It allows families to conduct simple personal services at their own convenience.
- It is much less expensive.
- It has less impact on the environment.
Sheesh - I think Dr. Kevorkian and Darryl Hannah have teamed up.
1 comment:
do you still have that classic picture of clark when his eye got the size of the base-ball he had been hit with? would have been a great addition to this one, poor clark
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