Sometimes it’s hard for people to even think about their own mortality.

My in-laws passed recently, nearly 100 y/o. They had pre-planned and paid for everything. We used to joke that they laid down in their caskets to try them out. It was nice for us as we didn’t have to deal with anything. But no one aside from our immediate family were there. None of their friends were still alive. A few of our friends came, which was nice at least giving us a small group.

I joke that I don’t care where I’m buried because my kids won’t even visit me while I’m alive.

I asked my 23 y/o son what he thought about getting notified about a death of someone he’s close to by text, and he thought that was the normal way and said none of his peers will even answer phone calls. They only want texts! I repeated, “Would you want to learn by text that your parent was dead?” And he reconsidered and agreed that a call would be better, maybe... So that’s how kids think.