wedding road trip

Death and Marriage

I had no idea that getting engaged would make me think about death so much. It seems to be the only thing I can think about for the past 24 hours. Well, that and how evil the smells were that seeped out of the woman in front of me during spin class this morning. For some reason, when I shared my current preoccupation with death over dinner with Chris, he was a little miffed.

Chris: Let me see if I can get this straight. Our impending marriage inspires thoughts about death?

Jaime: It’s all I can think about. I mean, really, how can someone merely stop existing? Become nothing?

Chris: I know I sound like a broken record, but… marrying me equates to death in your mind?

Jaime: Yes. I mean, no. It’s just what I’m thinking about right now.

Chris: Didn’t you say you spent the day finalizing the road trip route?

Jaime: Well, I was. But I was thinking about death too. Did you know that 115 people die each day from auto accidents? Maybe we should fly everywhere.

Chris: Did you know that 115 people become homeless every day because they do ridiculous things like make 51 one-way flights around the country?

Jaime: Really?

Silence.

Chris: Why are you rubbing your forehead?

Jaime: I feel a brain aneurysm coming on. We need to decide our death plan, quick, before it comes.

Chris: Our death plan?

Jaime: You know, how you’re going to let me know that there is life after death. A sign. But it can’t be something that I can make happen or I won’t believe it. So you can’t have a pigeon land on my doorstep or something.

Chris: I’m sorry, what?

Jaime: Do I have to explain everything to you?

Chris: Alright, Jaime. Here is your death plan. If I die before you, I will come back in the form of several strangers who will walk up to individually and say right to your face, “YOU ARE CRAZY.”

Jaime: Na. That’s too believable.

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