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Friday, 30 September 2011

The power of planning

"It’s too early. I’m too young.”

Accepting our mortality is very difficult to do but important that we do it.

Pre-planning a funeral will ultimately save you money but also relieve grieving relatives during a difficult time and even ensure that family tensions don’t interfere with your wishes.

The main difference between a planned funeral and an “at-need” funeral is simply time and pressure.

For sudden death cases, funeral decisions have to be made quickly and during the time when survivors are in the midst of grieving.This can be a difficult time where those grieving do not have the capability to think of how the deceased would have wanted their funeral.

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Tuesday, 27 September 2011

Monday, 12 September 2011

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His lightbulb went out

A thought from Pooh bear

“If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together.. there is something you must always remember. you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. but the most important thing is, even if we're apart.. i'll always be with you.”

This is just beautiful:
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sNElgDoSNXQ&NR=1

Monday, 5 September 2011

Ozzy Osbourne wants to celebrate his life

Ozzy Osbourne, the legendary and slightly crazy, heavy metal singer, who can often be heard saying that he is "lucky to be alive" after decades of substance abuse and drinking, wants his funeral to be "a celebration, not a mope-fest."

Ozzy writes a health column for the Sunday Times magazine and it was in this column that the 62-year-old wrote "I don't care what they play at my funeral; they can put on a medley of Justin Bieber, Susan Boyle and We Are The Diddymen if it makes 'em happy — but I do want to make sure it's a celebration, not a mope-fest."

"I'd also like some pranks maybe the sound of knocking inside the coffin, or a video of me asking my doctor for a second opinion on his diagnosis of 'death'.

"There'll be no harping on the bad times. I don't want my funeral to be sad. I want it to be a time to say 'thanks.'"

Stop all the clocks

W. H. Auden


Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.