Apr 01, 2010 08:34
... as I was driving to work this morning I got to pondering my own mortality. With all the deaths in my family and in other families lately, I just stopped to think about my life... and that of those around me. The thing that got to me the most at Grandpa Lewie's funeral service was how many people there were there.... and the stories they told about grandpa. I know my personal feelings toward him and my experiences but to hear and see others... and see the ripples grandpa had made in the pond of humanity... that was pretty powerful stuff. He was not an extraordinary person. He had no really GREAT accomplishments where society or humanity was concerned.... but he did touch a lot of lives.
And that got me to wondering... how many lives can one person touch? There are great leaders and actors and athletes and humanitarians out there who are mourned state wide, nation wide, or even world wide when the die. But what about ordinary people? And what about me?
The more I sat there thinking about this... an idea came to my head. I guess, more than fame or fortune or anything else I could be remembered for.... I want people at my funeral to be able to say "Eh, maybe her accomplishments seems small or insignificant, but BOY have I got stories to tell you about her."
Yea..... that's it. I haven't done a lot on a grand scale but.... in ordinary terms, I am an exciting and interesting person... who has LOTS of stories connected to her... and that's good enough for me.
"Life is a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death!"
~Auntie Mame
death,
life,
ponderings