I remember once asking my now deceased mother-in-law why she persisted in her daily obituary reading. "You're so morbid!" I added. "Well, I knew that person(s)." she mumbled from behind the newspaper, oblivious to my distaste. I'm now her age and seem to have picked up her habit and sentiment. sigh. Oh, and one other thing: the recurring sad notion that any life, no matter how accomplished and successful one was, can be encapsulated in a paragraph or column of a newspaper that will eventually wrap fish. Ironically, this sentiment encourages me to continue being productive, to make it count now.
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Thinking About Obits
Date: 2011-01-26 05:27 am (UTC)Oh, and one other thing: the recurring sad notion that any life, no matter how accomplished and successful one was, can be encapsulated in a paragraph or column of a newspaper that will eventually wrap fish. Ironically, this sentiment encourages me to continue being productive, to make it count now.