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So we think fondly of Mr. and Mrs. X, both because their planning has led us to multiple conversations about what we'll do if one/both of us is diagnosed with a terminal condition (not jumping over the side, but yes to packing it off to someplace beautiful to die happy rather than eking out a few more months to die in a hospital bed), and because their choice led us to a likely far better ceremony than if we'd docked in a rain soaked, electricity free Aruba.