Saturday, November 23, 2013

Intimations of Mortality

So I woke up feeling really rotten, which is unusual. Thought maybe it was a heart attack (I didn’t have chest pain with the other ones, so who knows?) Decided it probably wasn’t, and lay there thinking about death. I don’t have any trouble with the thought – these are bonus years anyhow – really good years, but just bonus. And if I died today, I wouldn’t have to clean out the frig to get ready for Thanksgiving; that’d be a plus.  Found myself thinking that dying may well be an interesting experience.   But how frustrating that I wouldn’t be able to write about it afterwards.
Only illustration I could find.

So I quit thinking and got out of bed.

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  1. ah but who knows? maybe you can write about it? what do we know really? and leave the frig cleaning to others. hope you are feeling better!

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    1. Did clean out the frig (found a couple condiments in the bottom door shelf with expiration dates in 2011.)

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    2. Ah but if you really get bored Edith, you can come to my house and clean mine out! LOL Love joining your blog! I've missed your humor!

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  2. Glad to hear that you've rallied enough to clean the fridge, Edith (although I agree with "Georgina" that you could easily have left the task to some of the incoming relations). And I also agree that it's better to discard the 2011 condiments than to give the Grim Reaper any further encouragement by consuming them.

    BTW, I keep meaning to ask "Georgina" about her nom de Net, as it was my mother's name as well. I inherit whatever I possess in the way of verbal skills and sense of humor from Mom. She's been gone 6 years now; on the one hand, I've absorbed so much of her that she can't ever really leave, and on the other, I still miss her like crazy.

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    1. At the risk of revealing a confidence, I must tell you that Georgina is not the person's real name. It has its origin in the name George Spelvin, about which I will say no more say no more. You can look it up.

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    2. I have consulted Google the Great, which has enlightened me about George Spelvin (and, indirectly, has confirmed my speculation about the identity of "Georgina"). But because of the name's association with my mother, I'm always glad to greet another "Georgina," however she may have acquired the handle!

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  3. Next time something like that happens, give me a buzz and I'll come over and we can watch a movie.

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  4. You have a reader that is half your age and half way around the world! I am in China and your blog makes me smile :)

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    1. House so full of people and so much going on that I don't know if I replied to you or only wanted to -- just to let you know how good it is to hear that you're out there. Made my day!

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