Remember me

It is nearly midnight and as always, I continue to enable my sleep depravity by being in the presence of infinite wisdom, the internet. As I skimmed the obits (how I landed on this unwholesome web page, don't ask), I started assessing my own mortality. How my life can be snatched in a single second without ever having the chance to correct my wrongs, to forgive those towards which I harbor bitterness and to tell those I love dearly exactly how I do. These thoughts then ignited the ultimate question! Will people remember me when I've departed? How will I be memorialized? What would each group of people, whose path I crossed one way or another, put on my epitaph?

Will teachers from my preschool at Aldersgate in Angeles City remember me as the tiny 4 year old who memorized and recited “Tears at the Foot of the Cross” with such commitment and fervor that made virtually all matures in the audience cry? Would their epitaph for me read "The Girl Who Stirred Hearts"?

How about my schoolmates? Will they remember me in a way I hope they will? Somebody who did everything as expected and then some. I always thought I was expected to lead. Very early in my life I conscientiously placed a huge task on my shoulders and that was to lead in every possible way I could. Would "The Girl who was Born to Lead" be a plausible caption on my epitaph?

Although I don't show it often, God knows I love my family very much. I always aim to be the mediator, invigorator and more popularly, the instigator. What will the memories of my family be of me? I know I am not the perfect daughter or sister. I k now I am not often as understanding as I hope I could be. How will my family remember me? "Our Beloved Sister Whom We Loved Very Much." Somehow, from the soul of my being, I believe this would be a caption they would not think twice to choose for my epitaph.

However it may be, I know I WILL be etched forever in somebody's life. And for the rest of my life, I aim to live it as how I want to be remembered. Tomorrow is always a brand new chance to make a better remembrance of me.

Below is a poem I heard from one episode from the TV show "The Little House on the Prairie"

Title: Remember Me

Remember me with smiles and laughter

For that’s the way I’ll remember you

For if you could only remember me with tears

Then don’t remember me at all.

This says it all... However you remember me, please do so with glee and joy. Don't cry for me, my friends and family, for I aim to have lived a full life when I leave this world.