Can’t Live Without The Chillies!

The other day, my son asked me what cremation meant. I explained that it was to burn a body when one had died and to scatter the ashes, perhaps at the dead person’s favorite place. I then added that I wanted to be cremated when I die. He promptly asked me where my favorite place was. I replied that I had not thought about it or decided yet.

“How about the Spur?”(Our local burger/steakhouse), he asked.”You like to go there”.

Laughing, I stated that it was not my favorite place and that I did not want to end up as a sauce.

So, how do I want to end up? Now that I think about it, cremation does seem the way to go. It certainly seems a lot better than worms and maggots. Not that I really care what happens to my body once I am gone. I feel obligated to treat it with some respect. After all it served me well for all the years of my life. I sure put it through some things. Cremation seems more dignified, besides my ancestors were Vikings and they burnt their dead. I guess it is in my blood. I really don’t want to be buried and have some monument erected over my body. The cemetery, then becomes my new address. Having people visiting me there and bringing flowers. I will probably receive more flowers than I did when I was alive and well. Imagine, not even being able to look at or smell them. What a waste. I wonder how much money is ‘laid out’ on flowers for the dead daily or weekly. There are probably more flowers delivered at the cemetery than anywhere else. If you are considering being a Florist, you may want to consider where you open your store. Close to the local cemetery could cut your fuel costs and boost your income tremendously. Strange. Flowers symbolize, new seasons, new life and yet they are placed on the dead and sent to the dead.(Perhaps it’s got something to do with the smell?) The symbolism must mean a new life as a Spirit. New life in the Afterlife. I suppose it is not really extreme, when you consider what the Egyptians did when someone died. They would bury them with all their belongings. Pharaohs were buried with wives, servants etc. Extreme! I don’t want the rituals of people visiting my grave etc. I won’t even be there! Cremation is the answer for me. If I have not chosen a place to scatter my ashes then it will have to be, the sea. The Sea is such a powerful symbol to me. It is so vibrant and overflowing with life .I always enjoy the sea. My favorite place will always be anywhere that includes family and friends, women, good conversation, laughs, lovely red wine, cheese, garlicky Italian foods and don’t ever forget, I can’t live without the chilies!