While walking with my husband, we were talking about legacies & wills. I blurted out that I’ve come to think that for all that people say they will never forget others, that surely some people from the past are forgotten — unknown — by any now living on the earth.
And the good thing about this thought, for me, was to see how that can be OK. It fit in with the idea of our eternal/heavenly legacy being more important than how we are remembered on earth. For this Sunday of Memorial weekend, I find this comforting & freeing — and I am grateful.
(This also helps me not feel as guilty about my faulty memory when it comes to honoring those who have passed on. Sigh.)
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