My mom was a hippie, and she always promised me that after she died she'd figure out a way to tell me what it's like. I was in prison when she passed. Leading up to that first holidays after she passed sucked. Thanksgiving, horrible. Four months after her death, and approaching Xmas, I get a package at mail call. WTF? All of my family/friends had fallen off, so by that point it was only my mom who had still sent me letters. I open it, and it was a book on 'what the afterlife might look like'. She had figured out how to keep her word, and let me know what it was like after her passing. I don't know how it got shipped it came as an Amazon gift but with no identifying info. Her last 6 months she wasn't in a state to arrange anything, so she would have had to plan this like 10 months earlier. But having this gift, that was also an inside running kind of joke between us, oh man, that was so friggen awesome.
I'm not doing great myself, and my boy just won't take it serious so we can communicate stuff so this will be super helpful. I have probably thousands of dollars just in re-sellable music software licenses that I need a way to communicate to him, and I can't even get him to bookmark a shared Google doc (funny how relationships go when you completely and utterly fail people and betray them by going to prison).