Somewhere, I learned that success was judged by the number of people that come to your funeral.
A local police motorcade seals status.
Guestbooks are filled with thoughts and prayers made from the masses with well polished signatures.
Some even with extraneous letters of accolade or titles like Dr. or “ The Honorable” whomever.
Maybe notes of who brought what to eat, for the poor grieving family, and as a reminder where to send thank you notes and to return the Tupperware.
I, however have
Most anyone for that occasion in my life.
I won’t have to worry about that.
There will be no accolades.
No Tupperware to be returned.
This is the only thank you note.