Preschooler Wrote His Own Obituary Before Dying From Cancer

posted by Bill Galluccio -

A five-year-old boy who was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer died following an excruciating nine-month battle with alveolar fusion negative rhabdomyosarcoma. Despite all the pain and suffering he had to endure, Garrett Matthias never lost his sense of humor. His parents said that he was always playing practical jokes on the doctors and nurses, adding that he was "forever a prankster."

Once his diagnosis became terminal, his parents knew they had to have difficult conversations with their young son about his funeral and weren't quite sure how to approach it. 

"We never necessarily talked about his funeral, so we never had the conversation with him that he was going to die but we had a lot of conversations around, 'when I die I want to do this,'" Garrett's mom Emilie told WHO.

Garrett's parents started asking him questions about how he wanted to be remembered after he died and they recorded his answers, which they used to write his obituary

In them, Garrett, who called himself "The Great Garrett Underpants," listed off the things he loves and the things he hates, along with the plans for his funeral. 

The things I love the most: Playing with my sister, my blue bunny, thrash metal, Legos, my daycare friends, Batman and when they put me to sleep before they access my port 

Things I hate: Pants!, dirty stupid cancer, when they access my port, needles, and the monkey nose that smells like cherry farts…I do like the mint monkey nose like at Mayo Radiation and that one guy that helped me build Legos (Randy)

Garrett said that he did not want to buried, and instead wanted to "be burned (like when Thor’s Mommy died) and made into a tree so I can live in it when I’m a gorilla."

His parents plan to honor his wishes, though they are not sure how to get his ashes made into a tree.

Note: Symbolic Asgardian burial ceremony and fireworks will be held just after sunset

A private burial of Garrett’s ashes will be held at a later time once his parents figure out how the hell to get his ashes made into a tree and locate a nature preserve, so his tree resides in a protected area.

"That's him speaking. Those are his words verbatim," Garret's father Ryan said. "When I read it. I'm just like 'wow'. Sounds like Garrett just yapping at me."

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