THINGS I LOOKI FORWARD TO WHEN I DIE
I realize that many will not share my enthusiasm for what may lie beyond this life, and before I go further, let me just say--I love living! I love my life. I am endlessly grateful for the many blessings I have had showered on me: a wonderful husband, two great adult " kids", a career that kept me interested and working for decades, a circle of family and friends, a beautiful house overlooking the valley, nature, and a strong faith community. But here's the thing: --I loathe trying to cut my toenails. I know that the Vermont Country Store sells special scissors with long handles for us old folks. But do they work? I am deeply suspicious. So--once I have fled to the great beyond, I will no longer have to try--with swearing, sweat, and lost eyeglasses--to cut those damn nails. Yippee! --I will no longer have to struggle with the everlasting question: What are we going to eat tonight? What do I have in the fridge and the pant...
