…that my parents did not choose to immediately reincarnate—at least not on this* planet—after their passing, because if they did, their new generation is going to inherit a shit-ton of crap from mine. And for that I am truly sorry.
*What? You think we're the only "intelligent" (and believe me, I question that designation more and more with each passing day) species in the Universe, or that this is the only inhabited planet? Please. Broaden your horizons. Where do you think all the souls of our ever-increasing population are coming from? Is the Judeo-Christian God is just up there crankin' out fresh new ones, too busy to bother looking in on his creation for the last two thousand years? Or are there no souls at all? (That actually might explain a lot of what we're seeing in the world right now, come to think of it.) Or is it far more likely that the Universe is teeming with sentient life and as the famous line from Contact goes, "If it is just us… seems like an awful waste of space."