The Farewell Card

Well, if you haven't read this, you wouldn't know what all the fuss is about...

So, as part of our "act", apart from quilt-making, we penned our "last words", or rather, farewell, on gaudy cards. I wrote my without much thought, and realised too late how it sounded like those engraved on tombstones or those you find on the obituary page.

Lesson learnt: the naked truth speaks in moments of frailty. For me, I know only of writing from the heart. I might as well have drawn a cross on a mound. Rest in peace. And good riddance!

PS: I wrote something along the line of "we will meet again...in another place, in another time, in our memories...", thus "farewell is not forever!" Right, "in another place", as in hell?