When I kick the bucket and if you see my family, Please don’t be tempted to say, “It was quick; he didn’t suffer long” Or “Be happy that he’s no longer in pain” Or “He’s now in Heaven or in the Pure Land” Or “He lived a good life.” Just hug them and say, “I’m sorry” (if you are) Or “I acknowledge your grief” (if you do) Or “We will all miss him” (if you will) Or “I’m surprised the SOB lived as long as he did” (if that’s how you feel). No, maybe you won’t want to say that--not if you are talking to my family at least. Then smile And reflect…. Reflect on the fleeting nature of life, On what it takes to live life fully, On the inexplicable mysteries of life, On the persevering and miraculous aspects of Nature, And on the amazing interconnectedness of all things. Grieve if you must, But not for too long a period. Don’t let it cause you to miss a game Or a party Or a dinner Or a show. Just continue being the special person you are, And live! Live! Live! Live!