JACKSONVILLE, Fla. – When faced with your imminent death, what do you say?
Emily Debrayda Phillips was sitting in hospice care after learning that she would lose her battle with pancreatic cancer.
“It pains me to admit it, but apparently, I have passed away. Everyone told me it would happen one day but that’s simply not something I wanted to hear, much less experience. Once again I didn’t get things my way! That’s been the story of my life all my life,” she began.
In the obituary, she describes growing up as the middle sister “of the infamous three Fisher Girls, and the world was changed forever.”
She also talked about marrying the man of her dreams, saying she took the title of “Mrs. Charlie Phillips, Grand Diva Of All Things Domestic.”
Phillips also used her obituary to apologize for the wrongs she had done.
“I apologize for making sweet Bonnie wear No Frills jeans when she was little and for “”red-shirting”” Scott in kindergarten. Apparently each of these things was humiliating to them but both were able to rise above their shame and become very successful adults. I’d also like to apologize to Mary Ann for tearing up her paper dolls and to Betsy for dating a guy she had a crush on.”
Phillips said that when she thought she was too old to fall in love again, she became a grandmother.
“My five grand-angels stole not only my heart, but also spent most of my money,” she wrote.
She says that she has held several titles throughout her life.
“And if you don’t believe it, just ask me. Oh wait, I’m afraid it’s too late for questions. Sorry,” she wrote. “So…. I was born; I blinked; and it was over. No buildings named after me; no monuments erected in my honor. But I DID have the chance to know and love each and every friend as well as all my family members. How much more blessed can a person be? So in the end, remember… do your best, follow your arrow, and make something amazing out of your life. Oh, and never stop smiling.”
“If you want to, you can look for me in the evening sunset or with the earliest spring daffodils or amongst the flitting and fluttering butterflies. You know I’ll be there in one form or another. Of course that will probably comfort some while antagonizing others, but you know me… it’s what I do. I’ll leave you with this… please don’t cry because I’m gone; instead be happy that I was here. (Or maybe you can cry a little bit. After all, I have passed away). Today I am happy and I am dancing. Probably naked. Love you forever,” she ended.
Phillips died March 25, just 29 days after she was diagnosed with cancer.
She was 69-years-old.