Most people talk about how they’re so concerned about making a DIFFERENCE, making an IMPACT, even if it’s just on ONE person, they want to MATTER.
What they’re really talking about is they want to be important. Reassured that they have a place in the world, that they are special, that their existence is meaningful and that it’s not for naught. They want to know that their being alive has effected (affected?) others, so that they’ll never be forgotten, so that the memory of that person, and the next, will continue on like a domino effect. They don’t want to ever disappear.
They’re afraid that they’re really just a tiny speck of matter on the planet, in danger of losing the breath of life at any moment and never having it again. In danger of disappearing, like when they go to sleep and don’t dream.
But far too many of us are too small for that. The Pacific would swallow us. A storm would swallow us. History will forget us. Even our families and friends will one day neglect us. And few will remember.
Most of us have already forgotten the details of who we were with yesterday, last week, the year before. Most of us have forgotten you already. Cheery, isn’t it?
