I wouldn't mind if my carcass was buried in the woods. Put through a wood chipper or strung up like some kind of grotesque marionette but, I know my family would be worried sick not knowing what happened to my tired butt.
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Yes, not
knowing would be devastating.
Big on dancin' last dances?...possibly only with those from Indiana towns?..with good lookin' Mamas?
Really
? yikes.Oh god wasn't there a Criminal Minds episode about that very thing?!
I reckon it's just a gimmick for 'fear the walking dead' - she'll be walking the streets soon with a sandwich board for. AMC.
...too soon ?
...too soon ?
It would be awful no matter who was experiencing the (deliberate) loss (theft) of a loved one. I think it's even sadder in this case because she fought so hard her whole life just to be alive.
Cystic Fibrosis is an awful, painful and very sad illness. Her family has suffered since the moment of diagnosis... and they are suffering still. If only they could finally have some peace.
Cystic Fibrosis is an awful, painful and very sad illness. Her family has suffered since the moment of diagnosis... and they are suffering still. If only they could finally have some peace.
For the record, while I have no idealogical preference, I would rather be buried. I feel I would be missing out if the dead DID rise and I was missing out on the brain eating action.
I have no idea why I decided to share that.
I have no idea why I decided to share that.
Yeah I've been packin' Mama around for the last year on all my stops, well you know, her cremains, I mean anything else would be pretty weird, right?It would be awful no matter who was experiencing the (deliberate) loss (theft) of a loved one. I think it's even sadder in this case because she fought so hard her whole life just to be alive.
Cystic Fibrosis is an awful, painful and very sad illness. Her family has suffered since the moment of diagnosis... and they are suffering still. If only they could finally have some peace.
Guard her with my life, found myself wondering a few times how I would react if I found her missing...place I'm at right now has more than it's share of theives and vandals...the weenie stand got burgled and torn up the last day I was going to open, so....
Figure I would just go plum berserk.
Now that cremation thing was certainly something.
I had mixed feelings about it, but long story short, and maybe/probably because the folks that did it were so very cool, it made me feel good emotions.
She was the first of the day on a Monday morning, so everything coming out of that chimney was all her, nobody else's residual residue, which also contributed to my emotional well being I also gotta figure.
So when I went outside and looked, there she flew, through the ether like a cloud.
I don't really know how to describe it, but I felt like it was okay, okay to feel release, feel relief, to say goodbye, I dunno exactly, something along that path.
The slight breeze that took her up into the sky, which was overcast, grey, and cloudy all morning, it just cleared, and it was blowing directly to where we lived, least the gps thingamabob on a smartphone said so.
Pretty cool and groovy that, I mean that annoyingly headstrong and most impatient little redheaded sh!t, she managed to beat me home
.Yeah I'm down with creamation these days
Yeah I've been packin' Mama around for the last year on all my stops, well you know, her cremains, I mean anything else would be pretty weird, right?
Guard her with my life, found myself wondering a few times how I would react if I found her missing...place I'm at right now has more than it's share of theives and vandals...the weenie stand got burgled and torn up the last day I was going to open, so....
Figure I would just go plum berserk.
Now that cremation thing was certainly something.
I had mixed feelings about it, but long story short, and maybe/probably because the folks that did it were so very cool, it made me feel good emotions.
She was the first of the day on a Monday morning, so everything coming out of that chimney was all her, nobody else's residual residue, which also contributed to my emotional well being I also gotta figure.
So when I went outside and looked, there she flew, through the ether like a cloud.
I don't really know how to describe it, but I felt like it was okay, okay to feel release, feel relief, to say goodbye, I dunno exactly, something along that path.
The slight breeze that took her up into the sky, which was overcast, grey, and cloudy all morning, it just cleared, and it was blowing directly to where we lived, least the gps thingamabob on a smartphone said so.
Pretty cool and groovy that, I mean that annoyingly headstrong and most impatient little redheaded sh!t, she managed to beat me home
Yeah I'm down with creamation these days
Yeah I've been packin' Mama around for the last year on all my stops, well you know, her cremains, I mean anything else would be pretty weird, right?
Guard her with my life, found myself wondering a few times how I would react if I found her missing...place I'm at right now has more than it's share of theives and vandals...the weenie stand got burgled and torn up the last day I was going to open, so....
Figure I would just go plum berserk.
Now that cremation thing was certainly something.
I had mixed feelings about it, but long story short, and maybe/probably because the folks that did it were so very cool, it made me feel good emotions.
She was the first of the day on a Monday morning, so everything coming out of that chimney was all her, nobody else's residual residue, which also contributed to my emotional well being I also gotta figure.
So when I went outside and looked, there she flew, through the ether like a cloud.
I don't really know how to describe it, but I felt like it was okay, okay to feel release, feel relief, to say goodbye, I dunno exactly, something along that path.
The slight breeze that took her up into the sky, which was overcast, grey, and cloudy all morning, it just cleared, and it was blowing directly to where we lived, least the gps thingamabob on a smartphone said so.
Pretty cool and groovy that, I mean that annoyingly headstrong and most impatient little redheaded sh!t, she managed to beat me home
Yeah I'm down with creamation these days
Probably not appropriate within the context of your post, PITH, but damn that bold part made me laugh. Sorry if I offended you by doing so.
Oh balderdash, doesn't offend me a lick, wouldn't have offended my bestest girl neither, in fact we'd prefer it
...see I can speak for that bony azzzz broad now
...she ain't standin' behind me is she, I mean she had a pretty twisted sense of humor, and sneaky, for all I know, I mighta cremated a case of frozen turkeys, while she went all Bahama Mama on me.(I'ma goin' straight to hell ain't I
?)
Oh balderdash, doesn't offend me a lick, wouldn't have offended my bestest girl neither, in fact we'd prefer it
(I'ma goin' straight to hell ain't I
Just wanted to be sure.
As for the part about goin' to hell, I'll leave the light on for you if I happen to get there first....
Looks like I'm gonna be in heaven all by myself.......
Okay, I know this is gross and not trying to be funny, but, why can't a cadaver dog track her? A hound dog? trained to track? I've seen amazing stories of dogs tracking on roads and freeways for miles! even though the person was in a car!