I Have Been Thinking About Death

I know this won't help but here's an equally depressing story about death:

About 7 years ago I started dating my partner and she took me to the market in her home town. There were the usual fruit and vegetable stalls, flower stalls, hardware stalls and an auction. The auction had wood and fencing all lined up against a wall, then there were some bikes and then some boxes lined up in rows on the floor. I understood the wood and the bikes but the boxes just appeared to contain random rubbish.
'Who's left all this rubbish here?' I asked.
'That's for sale by auction,' my partner said.
'But who's going to buy boxes of junk like this?'
'People do.' She replied.
I waited around to see the auction of rubbish start and she was right, sometimes the buyers were going mad for them and bidding daft prices. We went back the next week and I decided to look through some of the boxes, some as I thought had rubbish, some were packed with full tea sets, some had a mix of interesting items and some even had some items that looked valuable. I even bought some boxes that day and was feeling pleased with myself with some of the minor treasures I'd found. I finally thought to ask my partner where the items came from, 'house clearances,' she told me, ' when people die and there's nobody to sort out their things, they clear everything into boxes and bring it here to be sold.'
I couldn't walk across the market square after that without thinking, 'when you die alone, everything you've collected, held dear to yourself over a lifetime, ends up in boxes for vultures to fight over.'

You have really made me think...& ok, this isn't about an obituary, as I think those are silly & don't really speak to who someone truly was...
You made me think about..& ok, this may sound peculiar to some, but... a few months ago, as my sister and I packed away my mother's belongings as she was going to live in an assisted living facility (her husband had died & she was having trouble caring for herself), I came to a realization...
My mother had reached a point where those belongings were only 'things' to her. I asked her several times, 'do you want to keep this?'...she'd answer 'no' each time. I had to actually pack up what I thought she actually needed for everyday living for her. I asked about the antique furniture she had ...'which child do you want to give this to?' (She had 5)... and was given a similar response 'it doesn't matter, whoever wants it'. She didn't seem depressed, only unconcerned, as she still does. She hasn't once asked about all the 'things' we had to disperse or give away. She mainly only cares about playing Bingo with the other ladies..Lol.
... I guess my point in all this goes back to the old saying, 'you can't take it with you'... I think my mom knows that & is just living every day & not caring about material things.. as maybe some others have or had reached that point as well.
( I cared much more about those 'things' than she did & it upset me that she didn't mind leaving them)... I know there are those who may say they care deeply for their material possessions... I guess... just bury them with them. 😀

death is awkward for everybody. it's something we're not supposed to think or talk about anymore, at least in our commercialized shallow society (death isn't good for ratings or sales, so let's not think about it). Your probably best off remembering a few good times and putting them into words if you're asked to say something. it doesn't do the person justice, but what else can you do? At least, for once, the irish get one thing right and take situations like this and turn them into a party. Laughter speeds up the healing process in some ways.

The best gift that you give you - is piece of mind.
To have peace of mind is possible with daily meditation.
We then can let go those thoughts of fear, fear of a loved one dying or those thoughts of life worry, what may or may not happen.

Our thinking is the key to a life that is lived, in each moment as it is. We spend more time in analysis with our mind chatter than in life itself. To catch us in-action with those thoughts will help, you can, you can notice, then move on.

The "Being" of life
The "Doing" of life

Your life job is your own happiness, it's your purpose for you. Remember happiness is a state of mind, it has nothing to do with achievement, wealth, family, career. ....

Let life unfold, than trying to control all aspects of it.

To be
To be you (if you dare to )

I don't know, probably best to express how this person impacted on your life. Good question.

This is what we do at funerals. We say goodbye and that can’t take all year because people have jobs to go to.

Youre not boring i think