Have you ever fantasized about sitting in at your own funeral? Wouldn’t you love to know what people will say about you when you transform into pure light and leave this earth? I know I do. Usually, people share heartfelt expressions of love and honor your life. Why do we wait until people are gone to do this? Why not honor those we love RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW?
Valentines Day is this week. It’s a time of hearts and “I love you” and sharing pink cards with those we care about. But why not take it deeper? Why not write down what you would say if you lost the person (or people) you love most?
I know it’s hard to go there. Thinking about writing a eulogy for someone you love brings up the inevitable images of loss, coffins, gravesites, black clothes- death. Who wants to do that, especially around Valentine’s Day? After all, it’s so morbid.
Okay, so let’s reframe it.
Let’s call it a “Pinkogy.” Let’s make it about love and gratitude, not loss.
Just think about what a blessing your words could be for that one special person- a parent, a lover, a sibling, a child, a friend, a mentor. I once heard a story of a teacher named Mrs. Grey, who was personally invited to the funeral of a former student, who had committed suicide. She was baffled by the invitation since she had not seen Joey since his graduation about ten years before. During the eulogy the minister pulled out a crumpled piece of paper and began to introduce it to the gathering. In high school, Mrs. Grey, his Science teacher had asked everyone to take out a sheet of paper, head it with their name and pass it around. Each person was to write something nice about that classmate on it. Nothing negative was permitted. When it returned to the owner, the students read them aloud to the class.
Joey was so proud of his that he had carried it around in his wallet until his death. He once told the minister that he had thought about suicide in high school until he read that piece of paper and all the wonderful things his classmates shared about him. Over the next years when depression overtook his rational thinking, he’d pull out that piece of paper to remind himself that he was a worthy individual. Because of that simple exercise his family felt like they got ten extra years with him. At the reception afterwards several other classmates approached the minister and Mrs. Grey and admitted that they still had theirs safely tucked away too.
Our words have the power to destroy or to uplift those around us. Which do you chose to do? Yeah- I thought so. Let’s lift up those we love.
Write a Pinkogy
If you want to share with us Pinkies, please post your Pinkogy here. Let’s all live in love…
Appreciating those I cherish,
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