Here’s the secret truth: obituaries are actually a masterclass in how to live. They tell you what matters—community, family, a good joke, a beloved pet. They remind you to be interesting now, so your future obituary has more than just “He liked walks.”
If you ever get to write one for someone you love, be bold. Mention their weird hobby. Admit they burned toast every single morning. That’s what makes the Evening Post notices so addictive—they are real.
So next time you’re sipping your morning coffee and see that “Evening Post Obituary Notices” page, don’t skip it. Dive in. Giggle at the 80-year-old who “still wore leather jackets.” Sigh over the couple who died a week apart. Marvel at the woman who “outlived three husbands and all of her plants.”
An Uplifting Close
And here’s the best part: when you finish reading, you feel strangely alive. You remember that life is short, weird, and full of rum balls and bad haircuts. You realize that even in the heavy stuff, there’s room for a laugh.
So go ahead. Read the obits. Say a silent “cheers” to the karaoke queen and the hedge-warrior. And then go do something silly enough that someone will write about it one day. Make your life a story worth reading. Because in the end, we all get a paragraph in the Evening Post—make sure yours includes a punchline. 😉
