I never knew how much I wanted to meet Jan Lois Lynch until after she passed away and I had the chance to read her obituary in the Evansville Courier and Press.

The Boston native clearly had a full life surrounded by family and friends she loved and who must have loved her joy for life.

I don't know who wrote it, or if Jan wrote it herself, but it's the best obituary I've ever read.

Check it out:

"Jan Lois Lynch

Evansville, IN

Jan Lois Lynch of Evansville, Indiana and native of Boston Massachusetts passed away on October 18, 2018. Her sudden and untimely death came as quite a shock as she was only diagnosed with advanced COPD, advanced emphysema, advanced heart disease, cystic fibrosis, chronic bronchitis, stroke, extreme stubbornness, restless leg syndrome, and arm chair quarterback.

Jan is survived by her four loving sons, Jeff (Missy) Patterson, Greg (Billie) Patterson, Jake (Emily) Lomax, and Luke (Mabel) Lomax and eight grandchildren whom she loved more than anything else in the world…except the New England Patriots, the Boston Red Sox, Tom Brady, cold Budweiser, room temperature Budweiser, cigarettes, dogs, mopeds, clam chowder, boating, fishing, Florida, the Atlantic Ocean, grouper sandwiches, adventures, road trips, the beach, Sunday Night Football, Monday Night Football, fall foliage, airplane food, ingrown toenails, the OJ chase, and the OJ trial – in that exact order.

Jan graduated from the University of Evansville with a degree in English Literature achieving magna cum laude honors, while working 2-3 jobs and raising her four sons – one of whom turned out OK. It's still unclear who her favorite son was, thus the final ruling must be litigated in family court…or at a bar.

Jan will be missed dearly by all who knew her. She was an incredible woman. She had an unparalleled zest for life and an infectious laugh that thankfully was passed down to her sons and their children. From standing on a bridge in the middle of a hurricane, to jumping off the highest cliffs at Rough River, to dangling her feet over a 5,000 foot cliff at the edge of the Grand Canyon so she could "see what it felt like to feel that fear", she taught us that all the really good things in life are beyond the "Do Not Enter" signs. She always put her children first – her selflessness was beyond reproach. She will live on in our hearts, minds, thoughts, prayers, and laughs forever.

Following her wishes, there will not be a funeral service. However, well-wishers are encouraged to write a note of farewell on a Budweiser can and drink it in her honor. And remember to live life to the fullest and laugh, laugh, and then laugh some more.

The family would like to express a special and sincere thanks to Teresa, Dana, and Ashley with Deaconess VNA Home Care and Hospice for their passion, dedication, and patience."

See? I would have LOVED to have met this woman.

Funny, honest, direct, no-nonsense.

All my favorites.