When I die, I’d like my body disposed of in the cheapest way possible, preferably in a way that can benefit others (like giving it to med students to dissect or whatever), and invitations to my memorial sent out saying the time and place, and the line “Please dress however you want to dress and bring whatever you want to bring.”
When people arrive at the place, before they go in there will be a sign outside the entrance which says “Please do whatever you want to do and stay for as long or as short as you like.” When they walk in there will be folding chairs on the wall in a room that is otherwise totally empty, so that there won’t be any one clear direction to face. And that will be the memorial.
Maybe some people will bring food, or photo albums, or video games, or rosaries, or alcohol, or a frisbee if it’s a nice day outside. Some people might sit together and talk for a long time, others might come in and go, “This is stupid, I’m leaving immediately.” They’ll laugh, cry, scream, bicker, joke, pray, fall in love, or sigh and keep looking at their watch. At least one person will probably try to take charge, and others will probably tell them to stop. Maybe after a while they’ll all start leaving in groups to go to whatever they think my favorite restaurant was, or maybe do that as one big group, or maybe do it totally separately, or maybe they’ll just go home. And my memorial will be over.
All that will be perfect. To me, there could be no better way to honor my memory than people acting like people. It’s a shame I won’t be around to see it, but you can all be certain I’d be very happy if I was.
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