Thursday, August 31, 2006

Cheshire Puss,' she began, rather timidly, as she did not at all know whether it would like the name: however, it only grinned a little wider.
`Come, it's pleased so far,' thought Alice, and she went on. `Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?'
`That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said the Cat.
`I don't much care where--' said Alice.
`Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.
`--so long as I get somewhere,' Alice added as an explanation.
`Oh, you're sure to do that,' said the Cat, `if you only walk long enough.'

I have always liked this quote. It says so much about life. And how am I doing? Hmmmm.....

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Last week I went to a memorial service for a young man. His family were very strong in their faithful testimony that this life is not all there is. They were strong. They were bonded together. As I sat in the congregation and listened to them speak about their son/brother I began to wonder what my family would say at my funeral.
I wondered where they would find the material to frame their words. Memories? My journal? Pictures? Then I began to think that maybe I should outline my funeral before hand. Not the actual words. Just a format.
Is this morbid?
A couple of years ago I had a dream that I died when I was 53 years old. That was it. Finito. (SP) If that would be the case then I have less than a year to make my plans. Hmmmm......