It's My Wake!

When I was about 14 years old, I had a dream about my own funeral.   I don't remember how I died in the dream, or any of the other details of the dream before the funeral.   What bothered me about this dream was the fact that no one attended my funeral.   I decided to make sure there would be a few people attending by writing out a detailed plan for my funeral.   Of course, I forgot to put this plan up and my mom found it.   She checked me out of school because she thought I was suicidal.   I wasn't.   Just planning ahead.

I still think about my funeral occasionally, usually after someone I know has died.  The plans changed pretty frequently until the last few years. 

At the time of the original plan I was still sort of attending church, and most of the songs I chose were religious in nature.   Since then my choice in music for my wake has changed significantly.   Mostly.   There are three songs I want played at my wake, in no particular order:

Amazing Grace

The Parting Glass



Feel Like Going Home



Beyond these three songs, the music is in the hands of two people, my sister and my best friend.  I want lots of music, good food and drink.  Especially the hard stuff, like Dr. Pepper.

I've also decided that I want to be cremated.   The thought of being buried in a box is just more than I can take.   It's not logical, but there you go.   Also, cremation will prevent any possibility of my becoming a zombie.