I want to be cremated and have my ashes mixed with all the ashes of my past pets before dispersing them in the mountains of Colorado.
I want to be cremated and have my ashes mixed with all the ashes of my past pets before dispersing them in the mountains of Colorado.
My best friend died very unexpectedly, in late September. I’ve never lost someone so close to me, and we’re young (only 30) so she hadn’t left any specific instructions about what she wanted. She was buried in a beautiful spot in the mountains near where she grew up, and while part of me loves knowing that there is a…
I would like to be cremated. I WOULD NOT LIKE for my loved ones to feel like they should have to push the button the fire up the furnace, though. WTF. I’m content, also, to let morticians do their jobs. I will not take any part in the processing of a deceased loved one’s body, thanks.
Boo for this apostrophe, Patrick. Boo.
Cute, but clearly a spy.
I still kick myself for being too young to know how not ok the harassment I experienced at the restaurant I worked at was. Instead, I quit because I started having panic attacks.
I know I shouldn’t be (as I’ve lived a long enough to have seen it regularly) but I’m constantly amazed at the mean streak and lack of empathy a huge portion of our population seems to suffer from. Are they lacking some part of their brain that allows them to put themselves in someone else’s shoes?
This is so terribly sad to me. I’m not sure if I am just in a particularly morose mood, but I just can’t with this.
I would like to know more.
Imagine if all the states (Looking at you, my homeland, ...fucking Texas) used all the funding that goes into trying to tear down Planned Parenthoods...to bettering our crumbling VA hospitals and provide housing for homeless vets or vets in need.
There is something particularly eye wringing about the way this baby just snuck her way out. No fuss about her conception, her gestation, even her birth. She just sprang out healthy and made everyone’s day. Good work, baby girl.
I hope you know that people like you are part of the problem.
In the short term, no it wouldn’t affect me at all. But your question was why they don’t operate like a traditional doctors office, which they do.
I’m not sure if this counts, but my brother died in Iraq when his humvee rolled over a bomb. So some time passes and the pastor of the church my family goes to, goes to sleep and has this really vivid dream. He dreams my brother drives up to him in a humvee. The pastor says he can’t hear his own voice but he asks…
In the Spring of 2013 my grandfather suffered what we assume were a series of strokes. Prior the the strokes, he’d been battling advanced Parkinson’s and we all the knew this was the beginning of the end. He’d be adamant about not wanting anymore medical treatment and he spent the final 10 weeks of his life in home…
#DeathGoals
My grandmother had Alzheimer’s, and suffered from the disease for over a decade. Even more sadly, only a few years after she was diagnosed, my dad was also diagnosed with early-onset Alzheimer’s disease.