Planning for the inevitable

Years ago, I read an obituary about a middle-aged woman who “…died doing what she loved best, driving fast in her convertible.” I’m sorry she died but was amazed by the honest obit. I immediately wrote my own, along with a eulogy for my funeral, and handed them to Mr. Right. I’m sure he’ll remember where he put them when the time is right.

Most people don’t want to discuss dying because it reminds …