The preparation for my hemi-colectomy would not have been complete without the painful, halting process of getting my affairs in order…
It’s a hell of thing to think about and to put all your final wishes in writing.
It’s a hell of a thing to arrange for a trusted friend to assume power of attorney should you lose the capacity to speak for yourself.
It’s a hell of a thing… as necessary as it is vulgar… to decide who will receive what remains of your money and material possessions when you’re gone.
It’s a hell of thing to arrange for a trusted executor to assume responsibility for managing your estate.
And it’s a hell of thing to think about the disposition of your lifeless body for eternity.
All of the above a hell of an experience to be sure… but enormously illuminating in at least one big way: It taught me who my real friends were.
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Interesting. One of “life’s” challenges that have more to do with not being alive. 🙂
Well said, Mister Bill. Thanks for adding your thoughts.