What a sweet ending (double entendre there) to your essay, wishing us to stay in the still alive column and pushing us back if we veer to the other side. I wish the same for you, dear friend. I no longer get the local print newspaper, but when I did, I often was fascinated by some of the very Southern stories told as obituaries, wonderful glimpses into the idiosyncrasies of the deceased. Your story made me realize I have been missing those, but maybe just as well. Have you written your obituary? I did, several years back, as part of a workshop on leaving a legacy and not a mess for my family. It made me think what I valued about my life and what I still wanted to with remaining years. I reread recently and was challenged again by what I had written, a touch too literary (is there such a thing?) and much too wordy.
So glad that WE are still in the "Still hanging on" column. I have not written my own obituary. Or maybe I'm writing it - at great length, and much too literary - here on Substack. Another Randy Reader suggested that I might want to do my own on Substack (to deal with that "no one left" possibility). That would be possible, since Substack lets you schedule posts ahead, to publish automatically. But there's the timing issue: Don't want to schedule it too early, and then feel compelled to follow through with making it a reality. If I didn't, readers might feel misled; if I did, well ...
What a sweet ending (double entendre there) to your essay, wishing us to stay in the still alive column and pushing us back if we veer to the other side. I wish the same for you, dear friend. I no longer get the local print newspaper, but when I did, I often was fascinated by some of the very Southern stories told as obituaries, wonderful glimpses into the idiosyncrasies of the deceased. Your story made me realize I have been missing those, but maybe just as well. Have you written your obituary? I did, several years back, as part of a workshop on leaving a legacy and not a mess for my family. It made me think what I valued about my life and what I still wanted to with remaining years. I reread recently and was challenged again by what I had written, a touch too literary (is there such a thing?) and much too wordy.
So glad that WE are still in the "Still hanging on" column. I have not written my own obituary. Or maybe I'm writing it - at great length, and much too literary - here on Substack. Another Randy Reader suggested that I might want to do my own on Substack (to deal with that "no one left" possibility). That would be possible, since Substack lets you schedule posts ahead, to publish automatically. But there's the timing issue: Don't want to schedule it too early, and then feel compelled to follow through with making it a reality. If I didn't, readers might feel misled; if I did, well ...