What Will They Remember?

As I watched out the window today, my crow friends were happily surfing the strong East wind with reckless abandon. My thoughts were twirling, diving, spinning randomly just like the crows cavorting in the wind until I landed on a singular thought.  Today is my grandson's birthday.

"Wow he's ten today and I've been fighting the Effing Evil Empire for half of his life.  I wondered, if this battle takes a turn for the worse, what he would remember about his grandfather?

As we all know, in the battle against the Empire, there are good days and bad days.  Would he remember playing pirates down by the river on a balmy summer's afternoon.  Or would he remember his grandfather irritably snatching the Nerf gun away after telling him three times not to shoot the gun in the house?  Would he remember, all of us playing "baseball" over at the school, laughing with abandon when I tried to run, cane in hand ,falling down in dramatic fashion.  Or would he remember when I became irritated and snapped at him for a reason that obviously isn't important because today I can't remember what the reason was?

What about the rest of my family?  Would the decades sum of bad days and good days lean toward their good memories or crumble to a pile of bad? The same could be asked about my friends, acquaintances, passers by, other drivers and Sasquatch.  What is the last memory of me those who, for whatever reason, the last time they saw me was the last time they will see me?

If you think your sum of good plus bad falls into the bad column there is good news.  Humans seem to remember their most recent experiences.  So act now and you can get that sum to lean toward the good.

Whether you are fighting the Effing Evil Empire or cruising blissfully through life you never know when you walk out the door if you will see that person again.  What do you want them to remember?

My grandson is coming over tonight for his birthday.  Whether the Empire has me in it's black grip or not I'm going to make sure when he walks out the door to go home with his mom that he walks with a good memory.

Happy Birthday PJ

Talk to you later.