and i will rise when he calls my name.

I don't usually think of death, but when my day - hopefully after a long long time - comes, I want that:
1. you eat chocolate cake for my memory.
2. you play Chris Tomlin's I Will Rise.
3. you bring roses and forget about other flowers.
4. you "smile, even if it's a sad smile, because sadder than a sad smile is the sadness of not knowing how to smile".
5. you believe I'm the angel above you all.


Cliché? Yes.