I’ve heard plenty of people say “life is what you make of it”. I feel like the same can be said about death. I’ve been to four funerals and felt very different at each one of them.
How we remember those who have passed on is often a function of how we remembered them when they were alive, in addition to the circumstances that led to their death.
I remember the very best of one of the people. I remember one as a quiet leader and a hero to many. I remember another one as a massive influence who couldn’t stay out of their own way. I remember one as a truly unique person who passed far too soon, although we were never close.
Life has many different shapes, sizes, colors, and timelines. I think the only thing that matters here is that you can control some of the outcomes to impact how you perceive yourself and how others see you.
