My Epitaph

This past weekend, I visited the Granary Burial Ground in Boston.  What an extraordinary place.  Filled with historical figures, and those who were just lucky enough to be buried near the "big" names of the time.    It's a time gone by and as I think about the disposal of my own human shell (I'm more of a 'take me to the desert and let the birds eat me' kind of girl) I am always drawn to cemeteries.  I love the idea that there is something more permanent than we are and that we are not forgotten.  I'm sort of sentimental that way. 

I'm unlikely to have a gravestone, but if I did, I would need a rather large one to express all that I was in this life.  How do you sum up an expansive, wonderful, ordinary life on a stone?

If I did have a tombstone, I think I would like it to have a skull and crossbones like the one above, and I would like it to say Katie Hill - She Lived Big and Finally Figured It Out.  

Now, I need a good 50+ more years to figure "it" the hell out.  I think I'm headed in the right direction. 

What will your epitaph say?