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NoNonsenseFromU 74M  
70 posts
3/7/2024 6:09 am

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3/14/2024 3:45 am

Putting Affairs in Order


I wish I were referring to systematically organizing the many affairs I have had - virtual and real life - but, no, as much fun as that would (and as quick a project, alas), I am referring to the grimmer connotation of the phrase.

There comes a time when we have to do this: wills, executors, physicians' directives, etc. even if there doesn't seem to be a imminent need to do so. But, at an age, and I am at that age, there is always always an imminent need to do this. Because while we never know how long we have to live, we understand that the older we get the less time there is. I am 74. My parents lived into their 80s. There is no reason to think I won't as well. But why not be prepared (rhetorical).

And, so, I have put my affairs in order. The special people in my life know all there is to know in order to carry on after I am gone. It saddens me to think of this - as I am sure it did my folks and my first wife - and yet it is such a kind thing to do for them. I think I find some small comfort that the last thing the people I love might appreciate about me is this act of kindness. Well, I hope so.

Sorry for such a grim beginning to the day.

TheSubWithBrains 55F  
52 posts
3/13/2024 9:43 pm

The Scandinavians have have made a ritual of this. It's called Döstädning, or Death Cleaning. The idea is to get one's affairs in order, even giving the objects d'art to the individuals while one is still alive, so there won't be quarrels about who gets what later on.

I did mine last year, during my Anthropology class called Death and Dying. Made sense to do it then, so I don't have to do twice.



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