I've been thinking about this for a couple of days whenever I see this thread again. I find the concept of someone "narrating" my life kinda outlandish. I understand a eulogy, and a sibling or friend or child would be fine, if they wished to do it. But if no one particularly felt like doing it, that would be fine, too.
I wonder in what sort of context someone would would "narrate" my life... Maybe as I am going under for the last time and my life flashes before my eyes? Not sure I want a narrator.
Maybe I am sitting in a diner or a bar and the narrator, whoever he/she is that I choose, shows up and gets to it for my entertainment? Nah. I think that would bore me silly, along with irritating everyone else in earshot.
I am stumped.
I have read Orson Scott Card's Speaker for the Dead, back whenever it came out 20 or 30 years ago, and as I recall he was speaking on behalf of an entire sentient species that we humans had wiped out. Somehow, I don't think my passing will be quite so momentous as to require a narration.
Hmm. I may write my memoirs, though, as my father did, for the kids and grandkids.
(I realize that as usual I am overthinking this. Sorry. Carry on.)