At 25 years old I finalized my will. I welcomed this challenging process in a casual, nonchalant, even humorous manner. How else could I have handled such a morbid situation? The documentation took me about a week to complete. During this time I was pretty stable and comfortable with the planning. However, after it was completed, I succumbed to the Goddess of Wine and let the tears flow. I grieved my own hypothetical death.
I’ve compiled a satirical list of things to be prepared for when planning your death:
I hope you’ve gathered some valuable life lessons or in this case, death lessons. All in all, we shouldn’t take death SO seriously. It literally happens to everyone. Call me “morbid,” or “creepy,” or call me “death positive.” I don’t really care. Every life should be honored and legacies should remain, but death shouldn’t be so tragic.