If I Ever Leave This World Alive

I planned my funeral the other day.

I don't want a ceremony or anything fancy. I want a grave site funeral. 15 mins tops! I want my friends and family of course. Beyond that, I don't really want anyone else there. If I am able to be put in a casket, that's what I want. I want my friends, Zack and Dad to put me in the grave, all the way down. Then the pastor to say a few words about how to live life. Then throw some pretty flowers on the grave and have everyone put at least one shovel of dirt on me. I want Flogging Molly's song: If I ever leave this world alive played while they are putting me in the ground. And at the end I want Amazing Grace played on bag pipes. I don't want a "reception" party thing. I want everyone to go on home and go back to what they were doing. They've laid me to rest, it's time to move on. If I am not able to be put in a casket, I want them to cremate me and once that's done, have friends and family over for an hour or so to my parents house to gather and talk. Then that's it. Jess and Jon are to go to Scotland sometime when they can afford it, (I'll try and start making a flight fund for them), and spread my ashes over there. I want to be laid to rest over there because they have the best rolling hills and it's cold and I will probably never make it over there so at least this way, I'll be going with my best friends and staying there while they enjoy some time off from work and schedules.

I don't really know why I wrote this, or why I even thought of it but I watched PS I Love You the other day and it got me thinking. With Dad almost dying, we don't have anything planned out. And if it's going to be my funeral, well, then I want it to go as how I see fit. Jon and Jess thought I was crazy for even thinking about it but it's the last chapter of my life and I want it to end on a good note.