We as humans know that we are born...we live and then each of us in our own way and in our own time will die...Some taken before even given the chance to live, some after an endless battle of tryin to live...Some we get a chance to say goodbye others taken to fast before we can even begin to find the words...Some before any sign of wrinkles upon their skin others a body that shows a life well lived. I don't know if we each have a sign death stating this is what will happen and when it will happen sort of thing or if its a sort of thing like this person will live to be 24 years 4 months 12 minutes and 38 seconds and when that moment arrives death will find a way to take you in that exact moment..maybe its all random...maybe its all planned...maybe we each serve a purpose and when that purpose is seen and known our time is done...but the truth is...we don't and i don't think we will know those answers in this life....I don't know where we go for sure when we leave this life...but I do know what happens to the lives that are left behind.
Its in those lives that our legacies are lived...its where we cont. to live on this earth long after we are thru walking it...thru the memories we make with the people in our lives...these people are the ones that remember us and miss us....I am always baffled and yet not surprised at all how a person's death seems to bring out such words like...an amazing person, the best brother or the best sister, the most loving parent, the most loyal friend. When a person dies I find that we, the ones that are left behind frame their being in this frame of being flawless, of being perfect. Why is that...because I know that being human means being everything but perfect. So why do we chose to in a way hold people up to standards in such a way....When my time comes I don't want to be looked at in any way of being perfect, I don't wanted to be framed as flawless. I would hope that I am remembered as someone who made mistakes...a whole lot of them...but always made sure she learned from each one of them...I would hope that I am remembered as someone who always found a smile and laughter in all corners of life....I would hope that I am remembered as someone you gave of herself even when at times thats all she had to give or offer...I would hope that I am remembered someone who took the time to make people feel like they matter and make a difference....I would hope that I am remembered as someone might not have had a clue of the direction she was goin but she kept moving....I would hope that I am remembered as someone who found the beauty the true beauty life holds because she took her time( ok so I really took my time ) she wasn't in a rush...I would hope above all to be known as someone whos mistakes and messes can also help someone else learn thru them. I would hope above all to be someone who found reasons everyday to LOVEthisLIFE...I would hope above all that I am remembered with a smile and a laugh then to be remembered with tears, pain and regret.
Sometimes we get caught up with living, we don't see the life that we are in...Are we treating people in the way that we would be remembered in a positive light? Are we giving ourselves and helping others? Are we living a life in a way that if we are taken tomorrow...would you be happy with the legacy you are leaving behind? So many say this one thing its seems after a person is taken from this life...I wish...I wish I would have told her or him how much I loved them...I wish they knew this or that...I have seen my share of death..and I would hope that if I learned anything from the passing of some amazing people it would be to not wait to tell someone how much they mean to me, to not wait to say I love you, to not wait to let them know the difference they have made in this life and my life...Why do we wait...Why do the words and thoughts only seem to come when its too late?...
When that time comes and our lungs are filled with air for the last time. As we part from this life...what will they say about you and the life you lived? Who will you be remembered as? What will your legacy be?? Maybe we won't know...but I do know this...your legacy is a reflection of the life you lived...the person you are to those you leave behind...and the only thing we can change and have control of when it comes to death is the person we chose to be now....So take a look around your life...being perfect and flawless is not only overrated but impossible...but being the best you--you can be to the depths of your soul is possible...being kind and caring is completely reachable...to embrace life and the people in your life with compassion, love and understanding is something you can do each and everyday...We have the power to change things in our lives if we are living a life we wouldn't be proud of...its never to late to be a better version of ourselves...its never to late to be the friend we always wanted to each person in our lives...its never to late to say the words i love you, thank you and your welcome...don't count on being remembered as perfect and flawless....for that is a legacy that will never last....Four words always cross my mind when I look at my life...what will they say...and if isn't something I would be proud to be remembered as...I know I have things I can work on...things that I can change...
What will they say???
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
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Michelle,
LOVEthisLIFE has been in my favorites since finding you when I googled "Ben" back in August. I want to thank you for writing about your memories of Ben. I read it just about everyday, sometimes a couple times a day. I was hoping to run into you over Christmas in Beulah to personally thank you. You really have a gift to write and are most gracious to share it with others. Saturday marks six months since Ben's death. I still sometimes think that I will wake up one morning and this would not have happened. I know that he is in a better place but I am still selfish and wish desperately that he was here. Someday I will be with him again, I know he is patiently waiting for all of us. Thanks again and may God Bless. You have helped me more that you know.
Most Sincerely,
Ben's mom, Julie
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