A friend and former coworker, Jessica, passed away a few days ago. It was most unexpected, however, as she was having massive headaches all of a sudden, which turned out to be a brain tumor that was inoperable and too far gone. We never heard her complain about it until just recently.
At the wake, I sat with a couple of folks while paying respects to our old friend and associate. We put forth the question about what each of us would like to hear our family and friends say as we lay in a casket at a viewing.
Dr. Ben Dover, the proctologist and gynecologist for whom both the deceased woman and I worked—that is while I was in college before landing my teaching job—said, “I would like to hear them say that I was one of the great doctors of my time, and an honorable family man.”
Millie, my best friend in all the world, said, “I would like to hear that I was a wonderful wife and nurse who made a huge difference in the well-being of those under my care.” She too worked at the clinic. A funny story about her and I can be found at: Happy Autumnal Equinox Belated.
“How about you, Kristen?” Millie said. “What would you like for them to say about you?”
“For one, I’d want them to say I was a sensational friend and teacher who made an outstanding difference in the children of tomorrow. Aside from that, I guess what I’d really want them to say is, ‘Ooh, look! She’s moving.'” Needless to mention, I ain’t ready to go yet.
Happy autumn to all; I always seem to stop in here a little belated to wish everyone good tidings for the upcoming season. The past summer was a brutal one this year, and I’m really not sad it’s behind us.
How many shopping days until Christmas is it now? I know: hush my mouth.