100 Word Challenge - merry

The following is in response to the 100 Word Challenge authored by Velvet Verbosity, who, through all trial and tribulation, manages to keep her chin up. The word is MERRY.


What do you want them to say, then?
Who?
The mourners.
Oh, you mean when I'm dead and gone?
Well, yes, when you're gone.
I don't know, you know, I haven't thought about it.
Well, you should do, you know?
I guess you're right. I suppose I should.
So, what would you have them say?
I don't know .. I haven't been good, or faithful and I haven't been necessarily kind ...
Well, what have you been?
Something of a rogue and a scoundrel, I guess.
We can't have them say that.
Then say, "He lived his life at a merry pace."

It's almost midnight and time to publish this. I haven't time to do more. Just time to say the Doctor's appointment went well and I'm all set until June - oh, except for the stress test I have on Monday and Tuesday. But that's okay - I'll live through that.

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Ndinombethe.

Someday I'll find words to say that will explain what all of you have come to mean to me. Until then, the African proverb above says it best.