Dead Women Don’t Wear Girdles…


I came up with this title…and I love it…I just can’t figure out quite what to do with it…it might help if I’d seen the movie that gave me the inspiration…but…I didn’t…
So…I’m on my own…I keep getting ideas…but they seem morbid…and perhaps insensitive…although…that would never be my intent…I’ll tread lightly…
Okay…since there are no accidents…this popped into my head for a reason…something I need to learn…something I need to say…or…I’ve finally lost that one lone marble that’s been rolling around in my head all these years…
I’m gonna go with something I need to learn…which means it will also get said…
Quit rolling your eyes…guess we know which one you think…geez…
I keep thinking…when I am a corpse…will I ask the undertaker…does this casket make me look fat…do you think you could squeeze me into a smaller size…maybe something in black
I know…that’s irreverent…I suppose the question I am asking myself…is…am I willing to go to the grave worrying about what other people think of me
And the answer is…I hope not
I hope I realize that my life is bigger and fuller than that…I hope that I appreciate who I am and what I do…I hope that I realize I am more than someone else’s opinion of me…more than my size…more than my wardrobe…more than my relationships…more than my job…and even more than my writing…I hope I realize that I am all of that…and more…
I hope that I will not squeeze into a symbolic girdle even one day…ever again…
And that when I do get to that undertaker…I will only ask…do you know what an awesome life I had…it was full…it was fun…you may need a bigger casket to fit it all in…maybe something in lime green and flamingo pink
Jane

12 thoughts on “Dead Women Don’t Wear Girdles…

  1. Fantastic post as always. Makes me have to take a moment and think. 6 months ago my answers and feeling would have been different than they are today.

  2. This is my first blog I've made it to. I'm an avid fan already. This post makes me think. I'm going to have to definitely evaluate the way I look at my own world. Thank you so much for this, Jane.

  3. Tasha,

    Thank you for your comment. It amazes me that our lives can change so much in such a short span…and usually without us even realizing the changes…until they are there! You go…girl!

  4. Misty,

    Glad you were able to make it. This was one of those posts that just got hold of me…and wouldn't let go until I wrote it down. Come back often!

  5. I love this one, Jane. Absolutely love it. I also think about that a lot…only I think in term of obituaries. What do I want it to say? Will I have led a life that will fill up several column inches with my adventures? Have a great birthday today.
    Peggy Browning

    • Peggy…very interesting…mine might have to have a lot of adjective fillers…LOL! Thanks for the Birthday wishes!

    • You are so right, Christy! Thanks for your comment…I know that even though I try not to…I still fret about weight and looks…

  6. That’s a great title. I choose to go with a comic take on it even though I sense a sting of sadness in your post.

    Your marble is not lost, Jane. It’s on vacation. :)

    Agneta

    • Agneta…I love the comic take on it as well…kind of puts things in perspective for me. Thanks for your comment…especially the one about my marble! 😉

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