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What Do You Want To Be Remembered When You're Gone?

What do you want to be remembered when you're gone? A little scary question, isn't it? It's as if we're going to leave this world sooner. Yes, it's scary, but it's worth asking. What do you want to be remembered?

I will probably say, "I want to be remembered as a good person. A nice wife, a loving mother, a thankful daughter, a kind-hearted sister."
Easy to say, right? But is it easy to reach that level of being a good person?

This afternoon my mom's step- mother passed away. She'd been struggling for weeks after a surgery. She also had a hepatitis. Her death reminds me of one thing: am I ready?

Death will meet us whether we like it or not. It never stops waiting for us to embrace us and take us to another level. As what I believe, there's another life after death.

My father passed away last December 29, 2015. Three days before his last day on Earth, he called out my name loudly as if he wanted me to hear his voice from here, hundreds of kilometres away. I live in another town while my parents live in my hometown. It's sad to remember that I didn't make it to see him for the last time. The day before my plan to come home, he passed away. All I could see was just his body being wrapped in kafan. But thank God I could still see his funeral.

I still remember the last time I saw him. On October 2015, he was at the hospital. I rushed to my home town as my sister told me that he wished to see me. I met him lying on the bed. He was skinny after struggling for about three years. I was there for three days. And when I had to leave him, there were tears coming out from his eyes when I said goodbye. I had a feeling that was the last time I saw him alive. And it turned to be true.

My father had been a good father. Yes, a nice daddy. What I remember of him is his caress, his teaching, his wise words. Everytime I remember him I send a prayer for him. I hope that God takes care of him in that near-but-far world.

So, what will people remember me when I'm gone? It depends on how I treat people. Have I become a nice person? Have I?

What about you? What do you want to be remembered when you're gone?

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  1. Iya. Pengen dikenang sebagai teman, ibu, sahabat yang nggak nyebelin. Indonesia oleh tho mbak comment e... :-D

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