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Last Tasks

We had a few tasks left that were involved with my Swedish Death Cleaning project this year, which was find a new attorney as our old one retired (found) and update our 20 year old wills (done), and make our final arrangements with a local funeral home (next on the list.) It's not what I'd call happy work, but it is necessary and long overdue for both of us. Also, I finally convinced my guy to commit to his arrangements, which he's never wanted to do before now. To illustrate our differing attitudes about death: He thinks we'll both live forever. I think he might live to be 100, but I'll be lucky to wake up tomorrow morning.

The whole point of doing these difficult things now is to spare each other and/or our heirs the hassle and decision making in the time immediately after our deaths. I have very strong and unwavering sentiments about how I want to wrap up the end of my life and I want my wishes respected. Here's a grim fact: no one in the family except my guy has ever respected what I've wanted during my lifetime. He's the only one I can trust, really. If we both die together in a car accident, however, I need iron-clad arrangements already in place to keep my demise private and how I want it handled, or someone will make it into a circus.

Yes, I'm a little angry that I have to do all this in advance, but better now than leaving a mess behind for someone else, or risk having some greedy jerk I've already cut ties with try to grab what we intend to go to others. So it's an upsetting thing, but also a very good thing. Kind of Zen revenge, too, but basically insurance for the time when I'm no longer here to protect the ones I love.

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Maria Zannini said…
We did this a few years ago. It was a huge weight lifted off my shoulders.

We never know how long we have. Despite his diabetes and high blood pressure, Greg is doing exceptionally well. He's already past the age his father dies and will soon pass the age his mother died. I take credit for that. LOL! If it weren't for me all he'd eat is junk food.

We look after each other. We have no children so we're all we have.

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