How the heck

Do i share my blog with others. Shouldn't there be a link somewhere that i can copy and paste?


A short story, though i cannot take credit for the story.

There was once an older lady that was making funeral plans, you know, just to be prepared. Well she was talking to her pastor, and said, " when I die, i want to be buried with a spoon in my hand." The pastor was perplexed. "A spoon?" he said. "Why a spoon?" She explained. "Every Wednesday night we would have a potluck dinner, and at the end of the dinner if they just came by and cleared the plates, you knew the dinner was over." "But" she said "if they told you to keep your spoons, you knew that there was desert coming." "The best was yet to come." This has become my philosophy in life. Save the best for last, because in reality, the best IS yet to come. This life is just a precursor to the life that comes after our time here on earth has come to an end. To remind myself, i do everything undesirable first, then move on to the fun stuff. Eating desert last, cleaning before playing, etc.