As in, I'm just filling in the gap. I'm trying to blog daily, and the complete-the-set twinge would bug me if I didn't.

Legacy. That's been on my mind a lot lately. Some may feel I'm mortality-obsessed. I disagree. I'm not obsessed with either avoiding death, or obsessed with the transition of dying itself. I accept death is an inevitability, and, as such, bears little actual concern save to avoid it happening prematurely.

The fact is, there will be a world absent me. How will I be remembered is one part of the equation/question. What I do that will be remembered is the other half. The two are not the same question; they are related, but not restatements. See, remembering something I've done can be done so without remembering me.

Think about a nearby bridge, a substantial one. The bridge is memorable, if only for the convenience we take for granted should it somehow be closed. However, I doubt we can name even one person responsible for its construction.

Which is more important, being remembered by name, or executing acts that are worth remembering, even if anonymously?

I can't answer for anyone else but me. I can't even answer for me for all time. Depending on mood, depending on situation, I can easily see my answers migrating over time. For me, for now, the answer is "it depends on who is doing the recalling."

For Kitten, I would hope very much she remembers me for both who I am and what I've done with her: laughter, hugs, fears and tears. Then again, I am personally attached to her.

Those who only know me as words on a screen, I've been rather sparse with personal details. (Well, of late, I've been more generous with them, but that's only because they have been so overwhelming.) For my dear readers, I want to be remembered for my thoughts, my words, my acts in attempts to add warmth and light to this world.

Either way, I would be remembered for the positive. By those who share space with me for what we've shared - time, acts, events. By those who share ideas and words with me for how I've presented my mind, and, through that, my heart.