tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17078165.post412873282972093236..comments2023-11-02T10:35:00.867-05:00Comments on Phyllis Renée: death & taxesUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17078165.post-24143304873140638552008-02-01T16:40:00.000-06:002008-02-01T16:40:00.000-06:00Well, I can't say that all my ducks are in a row; ...Well, I can't say that all my ducks are in a row; I've still got young kids who I'm not done raising yet, for one thing.<BR/><BR/>I need to get a will written; not that there's anything terribly controversial - Molly gets everything - but it helps keep things from getting tied up in court. . .<BR/><BR/>Every so often, I'll sit Molly down and show her where everything is, but she isn't all that interested. So I just make sure she knows who to talk to to find it when she needs it. . .<BR/><BR/>But, as far as it goes, if the Lord called me home tomorrow, I wouldn't be afraid to see Him (well, maybe just a little; the whole 'awesome & holy' thing, y'know. . .)Desmond Joneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07829959101276150279noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17078165.post-67036028989839053732008-02-01T09:13:00.000-06:002008-02-01T09:13:00.000-06:00Knowing things are settled is a good place to be, ...Knowing things are settled is a good place to be, huh?<BR/><BR/>Used to think about it a lot in the years after Dad passed. Like you, got everything settled and (hopefully) managed so no worries really. <BR/><BR/>Have told Queenie (though she doesn't like my ideas) just have the left-overs (body) roast 'em and scatter 'em on the river. (don't want anyone looking for me when I ain't here no more) Then throw a party and celebrate when the insurance check clears. :-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17078165.post-50433628298446961302008-02-01T08:59:00.000-06:002008-02-01T08:59:00.000-06:00When this thought passes through my brain, I am al...When this thought passes through my brain, I am always afraid I'm not ready, that I still have too many what if's rattling around in my head. I listen to sermons and have heard people talk about how they don't fear death, welcome it when it's time, that kind of thing, and I think I can't wrap my head around that.<BR/><BR/>However, if jumping off my mortal coil means a little jaunt with Mr. Pitt, I can likely imagine that a little more clearly!for a different kind of girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04431273646365489225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17078165.post-4294955429952715022008-01-31T21:44:00.000-06:002008-01-31T21:44:00.000-06:00Sometimes I worry about what would happen to my fa...Sometimes I worry about what would happen to my family if I left early. Usually I manage to realize how much has been done to make sure they are taken care of though.<BR/><BR/>Yeah, I admit it. I think about it too. Except the funeral part. I told my wife if anything happens then she should do what she feels is necessary for her. After all, the funeral isn't for me, If I am there, it is because the man upstairs decided I should see, but I suspect I'll be up there instead of back here watching. Anyway, I think a funeral is part of the acceptance part for those still here, so I concede my funeral to those who need it for them to accept and continue living.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17078165.post-1065270438766018392008-01-31T20:54:00.000-06:002008-01-31T20:54:00.000-06:00Funny, the things we daydream about isn't it? I've...Funny, the things we daydream about isn't it? I've done that as well, although not often.Sailorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01439394316761968708noreply@blogger.com