Sharing the Memories

It’s funny sometimes how people react to what you say. So for the past week I spent my time writing a story of my past. A painful past that I wanted to share with everyone. It’s my life and my site and I felt like writing about it. Any harm in that? I mean my life has been up and down, left and right continuously, but I have managed to keep my head up and just learn to make the best of it. I won’t call my self unlucky or unfortunate. Like I said in yesterday’s post, we got to live and learn! But this morning as I checked my email I knew that others will never live and learn. Will never change. What dumbfounds me is their pursuit for proving their point. To convince others that things are not what it seems and I am just writing a one sided view. I am. I will not deny it and I cannot write otherwise.

Yet, what astonishes me is that what I write really gets into people’s hearts. It makes them angry, happy, sad, etc. I don’t try to write something to grab people’s attention. I write what is in my head. I write to say something that I feel should be said. So I say it, and I know I have to live with the consequences of my writings. However, over time, I just quit bothering and trying to be considerate to other people. Why should I? Would they do the same for me?

So why do I do it? Why do I keep writing?  I am not trying to prove anything. I am just trying to tell stories, to discuss things that I feel are not right. Or things that I want to write down as a memory of my life.

Think about it. Most of us can never be famous or well known for the world to know. Most of us will not invent something that will change the world for better or worse.  Most of us will barely be remembered by anyone. So how do we place a mark for our selves so others will remember us by?

So the internet was invented, the world wide web became a global village for us to communicate and share our world together. Our memories and life will never die. It will be there for someone, just anyone to read and see. Someone out there will always remember us for something that may seem insignificant to most, but means the world to them.  That’s how we can preserve our memories, by sharing them with the world.

Someone out there may not know you in person, but will most likely remember you by sharing with them the memory.

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