Such was their trauma, that many adult chidren of alcoholic, troubled or dysfunctional families cannot remember up to 75% of their chidhood experiences. Healing the Child Within by Charles L. Whitfield, M.D.
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Thursday, October 29, 2009
DYING... But, not soon
NC--my older sister by 13 months--already has her funeral planned. Morbid? I thought so, too, until our recent trip to Kaua'i when I was overcome with the knowledge that I know how I want my demise handled.
I want to be cremated and my ashes scattered on Polihale Beach in Kaua'i. If CA survives me, he can save a bit of ash to have buried in Eureka, IL with his decaying carcass. He is adamant that he will NOT be burned... And, so far I want Jack Johnson's music and Marc Cohen's music played at my funeral. Also, Dan Hill's Sometimes When We Touch--if CA survives me. That's not really a love song--if you listen closely to the words--but it is all about love and has been my favorite for decades.
That's all for now. Morbid? Sure, but reflective of my wishes.
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