Saturday, November 19, 2011

I am gone...yet back

I am no longer on Facebook. As far as they are concerned I never existed. Someone hacked me for the last time.
There is a slang sign in ASL that the closest definition ' is gone in the wind'....that is me technically.
In a moment to my456ish friends all my status updates, comments, pictures etc...not only disappeared- there is "no record that the profile was ever set up".

hmm.

Is that how it is with life? The moment I die, will it be as if I never existed? Yes and no. In time over years, it will be.
Do you know Charles Evans, Charles "The Hammer" Martel or Charles Schmidt? I know of them because I took great effort to research my ancestors. All of these Charles ...my Charles either accomplished great, renowned or impressive things....remembered by a few, cared about by even less.
Their daily battles, cares and joys are a mystery. Did Charles pay the bills on time? Did his child get on the team? What did Mrs. Charles cook for dinner? Did the Charles Evans call out for his Mom as the first causality?Did The Hammer kneel in prayer before going to war to save Europe?

I had my mother in my life for 23 yrs. I loved her with all my heart. She was my everything. When she died a mere weeks before my oldest was born, it changed my personality for years. She was my best friend, my hero and confidant. I would often come home to find my friends chatting with her..not that I had arranged anything with them, they just wanted to hang out with my Mom. At her funeral, people spoke of wonderful things and impressions she had made on them personally. Unfortunaltely her works...rememberebce is slowly dying as her peers die. I find myself, even now almost twenty yr later, struggling to remember her face, her voice..... her. She was my everything.....how can life dim so?

not even 20 yr.

This is not a dark post. It is more of a..I don't know really.
There are some that think that with their great status, accomplishments or wealth they are something. We should bow down to them and revere them....will we still care in 20 yrs? My teens don't even know Princess Diana. I assume my 4 yr will have no idea who Steve Jobs is when he is a teen.
We live in an increasing narcissistic society where up to the second tweets and status updates can be: liked, followed, subscribed, and others add their all important comments. Will anyone notice I am gone? Or are they all focused on themselves? Is that narcissistic of me?


I was in Fla this summer, I was privy to a conversation to some one you know, see on TV, probably want his autograph( i did) and is known to be very very wealthy and of great status in the world. He was schooled by a nobody who picked up a hand full of sand. Mr. Nobody grabbed a grain of sand and reminded his son that in the world/ universe he was no bigger than that. Mr. Nobody wasn't being mean, actually quite loving. It was a tender moment of remembrance of where he came from and that it was all temporal. Mr. Nobody is a nobody to me and you....everything to Mr. Important Wealthy. Will Mr. Wealthy struggle to remember his Dad in 20 yrs?
I believe in the eternities. I believe I will see, associate, love and be loved by some forever.
Soooo yes we matter. Yes we can leave impressions. Yes our actions can be in history books, journals or in folklore.
We will not be always be remembered on Earth, but we all matter, because we....

exist.

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