Never, have I ever, heard such rich truth. Thank you for sharing your real talk, Wilbur L. Matthews II It’s harsh and sad and not chipper whatsoever, but very valid thinking. Honesty is the best policy and frank conversation is the best framework. This. All this glorious, hard to comprehend, this: “Regarding your other post about prepping for the crossing, we all have wills, but what you need to have is called an Ethical Will that includes things not written in legalese, but in clear normal human terms. I’ve been working on mine and crying snot bubbles. It includes basic stuff like: I want all of my children to receive equal shares of my estate. Plainly stated, I have three children, everyone is entitled to 33-1/3rd of my estate. No one is entitled to 33.34 and no one should get 33.32, everything should be fair, transparent, and equitable. Don’t ever screw each other over and don’t ever think that you are entitled to more than your share of any family assets. For instance, if one of you has 1 kid and one of you has 10 kids, the one with the most kids isn’t entitled to more if the split occurs at the 1st generation beyond me. If I am stuck in a bed and you say, “Hey, I’m going to Chris Madrid’s and I’ll get you a Macho Tostada Burger smothered in Pico de Gallo” and I don’t care or wouldn’t be able to eat it if you brought it to me, cut it into bite sized bits and shoved it in my mouth, there is a high probability I’d be better off dead. This one is my favorite: If I can’t control my bowels I don’t really want to live. This is really being a burden. I don’t want you (or really anyone) to have to wipe my ass for an extended period. Now if there is a chance I recover and regain a quality of life, I’d appreciate it if you would do it, or hire someone very kind and friendly to take care of me, but if I can’t control my bowels and am non copus mentis, or am alert and asking you to kill me, please let me die. This doesn’t mean to kill me if I accidentally shit myself once or twice, but it does mean that if I keep doing it, don’t care and don’t have control and will not get better, that is a reasonable guidepost for a life I don’t care to live. I’d like to think there will be other signs in addition to this. I’m concerned that Catherine might kill me if I shart myself, so trying to figure out how to wordsmith that.” To which she replied lol, “If Wilbur ticks me off before he dies his obituary will include that he died of (a horrible and embarrassing malady).” #GrandPlans