Mermaid Tales

Before you jump on me for my dramatic title, I really don’t expect to die in this storm. I am so lucky to live in a place with strong buildings and a church family that loves me and looks out for me. But moments like these make me think. They make me wonder. Because whether I die young and they call it tragic, or whether I die old and they say it was time, I’m going to die. Life is fragile. So how do I feel about that? And how do I want to be remembered? I thought these answers might be worth sharing. As you read my reflections, I urge you to consider your own answers to these questions. How do I feel about dying? It’s okay to be honest, right? Well, I don’t think I’m scared. In fact, I think I’m a little excited. I mean, not like an “I can’t wait to die” excited. I enjoy my life, and still would hope to, you know, get married, have a little girl named Waverly Joy, and go bungee jumping. Oh and write a children’s book, be a pastor, and get my masters degree. You get the point: I’m n