The final resting place seem less than a tomb or a mausoleum and more like a ‘final decision ‘ based on a distraction or mobility issue.
My father’s ashes were spread over the water while a group of family and friends stood by and mourned or participated as best they could.
I, on the other hand, plan to leave a passport, with a list of all the things I wish done and to accompany me on this final voyage. If I could, I would leave a kind of time capsule (for when I wake up?).
Rational, passionate…a wake or a funeral, it is part of life, thinking about our death.