All this talk of death

It's weird. With all the talk of those deceased at the weekend and the news I had last week, I'd been thinking about my choices of departure and indeed the music to accompany it before I'd even read about it on a friend's blog. I can't decide whether I'd like to be cremated or to have one of those back-to-the-earth burials where you essentially get put 6 feet under in a cardboard box in the middle of a field. It's kind of organic. I haven't decided. I'm pretty much set that it won't be in a church, but there will be some kind of christian element to it. I'm not affiliated with any specific religion but I do believe in God and want that to be acknowledged. As for choice of songs - just two. Throw me a rope by KT Tunstall and The Scientist by Coldplay. Not because they're both tear inducing melodies tunes, but because I like the words. The line "Oh but I've got to be unconditionally unafraid of my days without you" from the KT track is very poignant. I want my funeral to be a celebration of my life. I don't want people to wear black, I'd rather they wore comfy clothes. Clothes that they enjoy wearing. And people should not be afraid to laugh.

We never know when our time is going to be up, and I realise that more and more as I see others disappear unexpectedly, but we may at least have some say in what happens during the last day of our departure, eh?