If you are normal, or even unusual, you have probably lost a relative or friend that you loved deeply. I remember when I lost my grandmother. Before the Alzheimer’s caught up with her, we were great friends. As soon as I was old enough I would ride my bike to her house, and just hang out. We would sit and talk for over an hour with tea and fig newtons, for a snack. During the holidays she would make the best pumpkin, and mince pies I ever had. She was the reason I developed an interest in baking. The ability came from my mom. The day my grandmother died I was just sitting down to a plate of spaghetti before going to our last marching band performance of the season, we were going to be in the Portland Rose Festival one month later to perform. I cried for a little bit, and knew I had to make it through the performance, so I stopped crying, and made it through with no problems.
I’ve had a lot of good memories of her, and unless I write them down no one else will ever know how kind she was, or how special she was to me. When someone special dies their impact in your life shouldn’t be lost as well. What you have gained from them should be passed on, and writing down those things that made that person special helps you to spread the good things, just as much as acting on their teachings. Writing it down will also keep that person’s memory fresh in your mind, and can become the greatest way to show respect for that person.
Don’t let the things they taught you fade from the world, keep their teachings, and their memories, alive and write them down.