Started with me happily sitting at work, typing away at my laptop, listening to my radio when ‘If I Die Young’ by The Band Perry comes on. I hum along with the song, but then start thinking about what would happen if I did die young.
Hubby would be destroyed, mom and dad would be inconsolable, CIA Cat would show her normal indifference but maybe miss the routine litter box cleanings, you know Hubby wont take up that job.
Who would come to the funeral? Family and Friends, My wine club, Kickball team, Co-worker, Old college and highschool friends. Wow the church is getting pretty packed. That’s really nice that they would all come for me.
Ofcourse there will be music playing and maybe even a photo slide show of me with loved ones laughing and full of life. *sniff* Maybe even some home videos. Cheerleading in highschool, silly and young jumping up and down. Hubby and I getting married, beaming at the camera so excited for our future together *whimper*. Me and my niece and nephew jumping on the trampoline laughing and waving, *sniff* they’re really gonna miss me.
Then it will be time for the eulogy. People will come up to tell stories of their favorite Mona moments in their life. Hubby will attempt to put into words how amazing I was and how completely ruined his life is and now that I’m gone there’s no reason for him to go on. He wont be able to finish as he’ll crumple to the ground, having to be carried away, immediately put on suicide watch…
OH GOD! POOR HUBBY! *SOB* THIS IS AWFUL! WHY LORD? I WAS SO YOUNG! *WAIL* I HAD SO MUCH MORE I WANTED TO DO!
Tif: um… mona you ok?
Me: *SOB* *sniff* *sniff* ya sorry, just thinking about my funeral.
Tif: … okay then…
DAMN YOU THE BAND PERRY!!!