Loving, caring, compassionate
Wife, daughter and friend
Enjoyed writing
Cooking
Playing with toddlers.
Funny in her sarcastic way
Witty, intelligent, feminist
Traveled the world
Wrote numerous
Bestsellers.
Taught others
How to pause
And smell the flowers
Appreciate their loved ones
And count their blessings.
Always sought
New knowledge
Asking questions
Relentlessly
Of friends and strangers.
In her own small way
Made
A difference
In the lives of those
She touched.
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Needy, selfish, confused
Imposing wife and daughter
With no real friends
Enjoyed being a
Loner.
Staunchly believed
Her viewpoint
Was the
Only
Right one.
Feminist who sought
Equality for those
Who did not seek it
Was full of
Idealism.
Led a nomad life
That didn’t amount
To much
Thought of writing books
But never did.
Died dissatisfied
And unhappy
Writing her own obituary
Because she knew
No one else
Would.
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Copyediting the obituary for Santa Clara’s former president (who died two days ago after a short battle with pancreatic cancer) made me realize how our every day actions control what goes in that homage when we have passed.
We will be remembered as who we are today, not who we can become tomorrow — for who knows, tomorrow may never come…
Some of us have will have a series of accomplishments; others will have adjectives.
Some will see the tide of time; others will pass away before they reach their prime.
Some will be missed by millions; others just by their families.
Some will change the course of history; others will be remembered for simple deeds of kindness.
No matter how or when we die, the bottomline is all of us will.
How do you want to be remembered?
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why should anyone care about what people think about them when they are gone? The only thing that matters is what you think about yourself and what your friends think about you (if you have any). The most important thing is that it only matters when you are alive and can appreciate it. It is useless to even think about what impression you leave when you are gone.
I agree. It doesn’t really matter to the person who is dead how people remember him or her. What matters is a life well lived.
But for some people impending death is what gives purpose to their lives.
I am of the opinion that what one does on this earth does count and hopefully I would have made a difference in the lives of my friends and loved ones. When I leave this place I would also leave a small impression of myself as well.
Interesting poem. Well, i hope you will be able to write your book and fulfill dream.
Thanks, Nithin. That’s only one of many dreams
Ah, interesting question…how will I be remembered, to be honest what others think of me never mattered but I hope that my life was able to touch people & make them better. I hope I, in some small way, made a difference with my time on this earth. If I was to go tomorrow I would be satisfied with how I lived my life. I’ve learned a lot in the time I’ve had & I’ve shared what I’ve learned with anyone who’d listen. I’ve loved with all my heart & found joy in the beauty of the simplest things. There are no regrets….only joy!!
Hugs,
Bill
Here’s to joy, Bill! Cheers.
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Amit
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