Someday all there will be of me are pictures and old possessions that my loved ones will cherish. Maybe there will be a paragraph about me on Wikipedia or some other news article, maybe not. But if there is, I have a chance now to write what it will say by how I act and what I do.
More deeply engraved than words on a page ever will be, are the memories of me that people will hold. Those are all guided by my choices as well. I have a choice between the good and bad, the judgmental and non, the confrontational and the peaceful. I will remember this as often and as much as I can.
