I am to be cremated and my ashes are to be spread about under some young oak trees here. Someday, in about two hundred years, they will be mature. It's the closest real thing next to a second life in my mind.
I have told my parents that there is a hands off clause in my final papers. They may have nothing to do with my remains once I die. I'm also going to rewrite my will and state that if I am not disposed of properly, my personal assets will be given to the local SPCA instead of the beneficiaries listed.
I want no funeral or viewing. However, if any of my friends wish to have a wake, they are perfectly welcome to do so. I just ask that they play some good loud rock and roll.
Cindi