I wonder what it is going to be like at my funeral. I want lots of white and no crying, no black either, please.
I want you to celebrate my new life with God, do not mourn my death, embrace it.
Can you do that? If you do, I promise when I get to Heaven I'll write you a postcard and compromise a deal with a toothfairy to leave it under your pillow.
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