Dear Reader,
I was talking on the phone to a woman at a publicity firm the other day about an author's book that she wanted me to read. I'm not sure how the subject came up in our conversation, but I made the comment to her that the thing that troubled me the most about dying was that I was afraid that I might be bored. I told her I remembered the old TV show "Touched By An Angel," and the concept appeals to me--I like the idea that when I'm dead I'd be given an assignment. I need a lot of variety to keep me happy. When I hear people talking about dying, they use words like "rest," "peace," "no more troubles" and those words sound a little too sedentary to me.
After a couple of minutes, I realized that I'd went off on a tangent telling all this "stuff" to this woman. I was worried--thinking I was probably sounding like a nut to her. I figured she probably wouldn't say anything only out of politeness, and the fact that she wanted me to take a look at her client's book.
But instead she chimed right in. "You know what I worry about. I worry that there will be a typo in the program at my funeral, or that the right people have been invited. And I'm not looking forward to someone going through my stuff when I'm not there, either."
Well, I was in the clear. She sounded about as nutty as I did.
Thanks for reading with me. It's so good to read with friends.
Suzanne Beecher
Suzanne@DearReader.com
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