<p>Every once in a while, I tell my husband how to do something that I always take care of. I usually preface it with, "If I die . . . . " He always gives me a strange look.</p>
<p>After watching both our parents go through gut-wrenching divorces, we have also decided that if we ever end up not being able to stay married to one another, we can’t face going through a divorce, so we’ll have to flip a coin and the loser has to jump off a cliff… our euphemism for that is “if one of us has to jump off a cliff”.</p>
<p>Interesting how using euphemisms makes those necessary discussions about unthinkable possibilities a little more palatable.</p>
<p>Sad story, but what a brave thing to do. I can imagine how her guiding notes must be a blessing to him.</p>
<p>Wow, can’t imagine what that must be like for the couple. Some years back, when our kids were in grade school & the docs were giving us pretty gloomy prognoses for me, we just stuck with denial. Not sure what hubby would have done if I had been obliging and died as predicted–fortunately we never had to find out. There are so many little things that we all do to keep our respective homes and kids going as well as we can. Figuring out how to transfer that knowledge is pretty challenging.</p>