The Funeral

Last week I attended a funeral and it got me thinking.

This was for a lady I hardly knew and by the time it was over I knew her a lot better.

For a time I lamented to myself of the lost opportunities to really get to know not only this lady but others as well.

Then I got to thinking how much other people knew me.

What would they be saying about me at my funeral. Did anyone really know me? If they don't then it's partly my fault for not letting them know me and partly their fault for not taking the time to get to know me.

Then I migrated over to thoughts about what is really important in life, things, applause, or people. I know that the polite answer is that people are the most important, but do I live my life as if this is true?

What are my real priorities?

Then this evening I was reading a friend's blog and it was a light hearted blog on obituaries.

I wonder what would be in my obituary.

"She was always good for a laugh."

"She finished the job....finally"

— Kareen
Wed, Nov 8^th, 2006 · 7:49pm ↑

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