Make Sure You're There!

I have what some people might term as a ‘morbid’ fascination in reading the obituaries every morning. Don’t get me wrong … I don’t get my morning adrenaline fix from reading about someone’s demise … I just automatically turn to that page every morning. It’s not a habit I picked up lately, but it has been a ‘ritual’ that I’ve followed faithfully for as long as I can remember.

Anyway while I was browsing through the obituaries one morning, this thought suddenly struck me … “Which photo of mine will my family use for my obituary?” “Oh my God, I hope they don’t use any of the photos which I took for official purposes, i.e. passport, IC, driving license (yeah yeah I do have a license you know!). Those photos are just awful!”

Hmmm … would they insert a long obituary or a short one? Would they include a poem? What about the funeral arrangements? Would they know to invite my favourite priests to concelebrate at the funeral Mass? More importantly, would the priests make the time to come for my funeral? What about the songs? I really don’t want any typical sad, forlorn funeral hymns. I want something that will leave people with a nice, warm feeling – something joyful and memorable … in fact I think I want to do away with the church choir. I want my friends (who have been blessed with the ability to sing) to make up the choir – well it’s the least they can do for me!

I’ve already ‘reserved’ my best friend to deliver my eulogy … hmmm … wonder if I should ask her to give me a first draft for editing and approval???

I think I should die on a Thursday … maybe in the afternoon or evening – so this will leave Friday for people to come show their respects and then the funeral can be held on a Saturday (saves most people the hassle of having to take leave) … see … even in death, I’m being so thoughtful! And I think a closed casket would be better coz I’d prefer to leave people with a memorable image of me, not one of me lying in the coffin and not looking anything like myself! Talk about vanity even in death!

Do you think having a dress rehearsal for a funeral would be taking it a bit too far??? Oh and on that final note, since I won’t be able to send out personal invitations, you are all invited to my funeral … Just make sure you start checking out the obituaries for the next 20 years or so!

I am Woman

I am Woman. I come in many shapes, shades and temperaments. I am soft, delicate and fragile like a flower, but not to be taken lightly. I stand on my own two feet, I depend on no one.

I am Woman. I am strong, beautiful, unique, a fighter and survivor. I am irresistible, seductive, sexy, and voluptuous.

I play many roles … daughter, sister, aunt, friend … I can be good and nice and I can be bad and wild. Looking great like a woman should, I stand out like a skyscraper, strong and tall.

I am not afraid to face challenges, nothing holds me down. I’m always ready for the next round. I do need love from a good man, a man that’s not afraid to be with someone like me. But if I can’t find a man, that’s alright with me.

I am Woman seducing you with the swing of my hips, temptation at its best. My soft curves and my beautiful tresses are longing for your soft caress. I am defined by my mind not my beauty. One look in my eyes and you are mesmerized by my strength, my dedication and strive to survive.

I’m proud and determined. I let no one lead me astray me from my ambitions. I’m gentle and sensitive, but I fight my battles and have won many wars. I am proud to display all of my scars.

I am Woman. I have been through a lot of struggles. I have loved hard and worked hard and sometimes I have lost. But I always pick myself up to give life another shot.

I am proud of my womanhood. I am proud of who I am. I am independent, strong willed and I am a provider. Some say I have a nurturing spirit, others like my flamboyant style. And some like to say that I love driving men wild.

I love who I am, every single part of me. I’m not perfect but I am a wonderful sight to see.

I am Woman and you must agree, that there is certainly no other like me!