I wrote my own obituary and you should too
- Bruce Stambaugh: The Rural View
- December 2, 2020
- 1005
I haven't been bored during all of these stay-close-to-home pandemic months despite my limited times of being out-and-about. I have had plenty to do, and even then, I haven't completed everything I had wanted or needed to do. Just ask my wife.
I did accomplish one important goal, however. I wrote my own obituary. I don't mean to sound morbid, especially during the holiday season. I don't want to be a prophetic scribe either. I know my humor can be strange sometimes, but I am not kidding on this solemn note.
I was fortunate to celebrate another trip around the sun recently. I still have a long way to go to match my folks' longevity. Mom lived to be 90, and Dad died a month short of his 90th.
I have already been retired from my first career as a public school principal for 21 years. I toiled as a writer and marketer in my second career before we moved to Virginia in 2017.
Where has the time gone? The answer to that question inspired me to get busy on my private to-do list before my final day arrives. Consequently, I took the time to eulogize myself. I wanted to ensure all the essential points got mentioned appropriately.
As my friend, author and naturalist Julie Zickefoose recently wrote, "Life is a limited-time offer. We need to make the most of it while we can." She shared that about having lost her husband, mother-in-law and brother-in-law all within a year.
Her point was that life is short. We can only live in the present moment. Will we waste away our time worrying, fretting, paranoid about actions and events over which we have no control? Or will we be productive citizens, helpful to others, friends, family and strangers alike?
Obituaries should summarize a person's life once they have ended their physical stay here on earth. A good obituary will reflect both the chronological benchmarks of one's life and the individual's personality.
Who better to do that than the deceased? We each know the good, the bad and the ugly of our individual lives. But unlike others, we also know the why of each event, most of which we had no control over.
Besides, I like to write, and I want my obit to tell my story correctly. Don't we all desire that? After all, I won't be around to read it if someone else writes it.
I love to make people laugh, most often using myself as the butt of the joke. Why shouldn't that also be the case in my obituary?
I don't want the litany of my life to read like a biographical resume: seed-seller, newspaper boy, gas station attendant, newspaper stringer, teacher, principal, writer, marketer, blogger and wannabe photographer. I was and am so much more than that. We all are.
I wanted my obituary to tell the meaningful but less obvious threads of my day-to-day living. The memories that popped up surprised me. You might have the same experience.
By writing my own obit, I also wanted to make it easy on my survivors. All they have to do is fill in the blanks of when, where and why. I hope and pray they are in no hurry.
With the pandemic still raging, none of us can be too careful. Death notices in daily newspapers tell that tale all too often.
I suspect you indeed want to know some of the stuff that formulated who I became. When that time comes, you can read it in the paper.
Bruce Stambaugh writes about nature, weather, hobbies and people, often using personal experiences. Much to their dismay, he also writes about his family. He uses humor and pathos when he can't think of anything else to include. To read more The Rural View, visit Stambaugh at www.thebargainhunter.com.