Life, Sickness and Death

Funny how things go during the day. We usually don’t notice the whole range of emotions and topics but today … the conversations I had were all about this … life, sickness and death. 

My morning started with a Facebook message from my cousin telling me to buy a memorial plan. I mean, why not? It’s better to be ready for these things, right? However, I told her I don’t want to be buried anyways … I asked if they have some policy on crematory services. 

Yes, when I die I want to be cremated. My remains scattered on beautiful places that I have never been to … Or maybe just kept in tiny vials and turn them into pendants so I my loved ones have a piece of me all the time. Morbid, huh? 

Anyway, the same cousin offered me life insurance previously and we talked about having another policy for Blake so that I can secure her future and maybe upgrade my own policy … 

Later on in the day, I found out that a fellow blogger was diagnosed with cancer. I felt sick instantly. I hate cancer. CANCER SUCKS! I already lost an online friend last year because of breast cancer. And this year I lost a colleague — he is actually more than that, he was like a brother, a father, a friend. He was diagnosed in March, he was gone by May. 

Suddenly I felt so vulnerable. Maybe I should get myself checked. I am very paranoid, you see. I go to the doctor with all of these symptoms but apparently its all in my head. Oh well… its better to know early than to find out too late, right?

I told Mr. A about this and I thought maybe I should have my will drafted already (not that I have a lot to settle, but you know … making sure that everything is in its place when I go …). He was quiet about it. I don’t know if he agrees or he’s concentrating (he was driving) or he is totally avoiding the topic. 

I am rambling. 

These are just random thoughts in my head that I need to write down. Or maybe, I just need to sleep ….