Composting "Grandpa in the Garden" bill has passed in Arizona

Not really. I think the custom of burying valuables with a corpse is rather wasteful to be honest. Decomposing meat has no use for a wedding ring or pretty necklace, I can’t understand why the families don’t keep their treasured objects as memory tokens.

I also create disposable art and I totally do expect it to be destroyed, possibly by the first person who sees it. I don’t really do my works for other people, I do them to fill a need in my mind and when they are finished, I am done.

I do very expensive, award winning needlework and can spend over a year on a single piece. Once they are finished, most of them get looked at a couple of times and then put in a drawer with all of the other expensive pieces I’ve finished over the year. The only reason I bother to keep them is because someone will want one. I’ve also thrown a lot of finished pieces in the trash.

I really can kinda get what you are saying, but I really don’t understand at all despite your wonderful explanation. I appreciate you taking the time to try to explain it to someone who has a totally different mindset and I certainly don’t feel that you are wrong. They are your feelings and are just as valid as mine.

Your post is what made me take so long to come back. Yes, that is just how I feel. I’m firmly on Team Compost after Organ Donations. If it was legal to send the meat that looked like me to the landfill, I would object but only because that would be pretty wasteful.

We all process this sort of thing differently and if you wanted your body to be anointed and wrapped and prayed over, than that is what you should have.

I had a beloved cat put down a few days before your post and once the life left her body, it wasn’t the cat I used to cuddle with at night, it wasn’t the cat that brought me her toys every day, it wasn’t the cat I loved. It was a dead hunk of meat that sorta looked like a cat. I am still grieving for the loss of the cat, but once she was gone, I handed her over to the vet and walked away without a backward look. It wasn’t my cat anymore.