My Greatest Fear…
My greatest fear is that I might die and not be remembered.
I don’t mean remembered as a great philosopher, writer or social innovator- just not to be remembered.
I know my son and daughter will remember me, but when they are gone, who will remember?
My dad always said he’d live on through us; many ancient- and not so ancient- belief systems said pretty much the same thing. You do not die until you are forgotten.
Isn’t that a bit more scary than death itself?