number two.

sadly i attended a funeral of the husband of a dear friend of mine this week.  whenever i go to a funeral it makes me think about two things.

1. who would come to my funeral if i were to die today? would the room be packed full? have i made an impact on any lives?

2. what do i want my funeral to me like?

this second question i  have talked to friends about a lot.  there was one night, my freshman year in college in the dorms when we talked about our funerals until early morning hours.  i have always thought what i would hate about dying is the people i left behind mourning me.  i would never want to make anyone sad or cry.  this is why my funeral will be a party. i mean it, a PARTAY. i want the song that begins my service to be "one" from the brilliant musical a chorus line.  not only was i named after a character in the musical but it is probably also my all time favorite show.  and lets be real, i am a "singular sensation." just kidding.  but i feel like the song is a deep part of my soul.

then during the service i want it to be open mic.  anyone can come up and say a funny memory of me, what makes them think of me, etc. something like angel's funeral in rent.  i want people to laugh. i want people to smile. i want people to remember the happy times they had with me.

i'm sure more will happen within the service, but i know i want it to end by playing "let the sunshine in" from hair.  i want people to stand up and dance. sing and dance and really soak in the song.  then the drinks will come out.  everyone can drink and eat and dance.

i have no idea when i will die [i'm not psychic]. so who knows when this will actually go down, but be excited to have a blast at my funeral. and prepare what you want to say. oh and don't you dare wear black.