Hello my faithful followers--wait that sounds too much like I have started a new Kool-Aid cult, or something. Hey stop laughing! It could happen I'm charismatic--granted I am no David Koresh, but hey I could swing it.
So--anyways, I imagined what it would be like if my new friends--met my old ones. Ah, yes to be a fly on those walls. The things each group would say about me. I find myself very amused right now. (grinning my awesome crooked smile).
I often wonder what people will think of me when I am gone. Will it be good? or bad? Will they even think of me at all?
I guess I am at that point in life where I am starting to wonder about my legacy. What will I have here to tell my story after I shuffle of this mortal coil. What people or objects will be here many years after I am gone that says Chris Gajewski was here.
I am not too worried about a mere few days, or even months after I die, but 10 or even 20 years. I have amazingly wonderful memories about my grandfather, and uncle from when I was a kid. Who will remember me that fondly?-- that many years later. I have 7 nephews and 1niece, and I wonder if I have touched their lives enough to leave that lasting of an impression.
It really makes me wonder, whose life have I touched, and in what ways. I mean I try to bring joy and happiness, but I can also bring a bit of poison as well.
I wonder about it so much that I make sure to tell those who matter most to me-- that they matter the most to me. I just want people to think "hey he is one hell of a guy, and I will miss him like crazy." I want men, women, children, and animals alike to weep for my loss. HaHaHaHa
Oh well. I just chalk it up to that is why we as a species are no longer eating ants with a stick, or throwing shit at one another anymore. We think of what will be, while recalling what once was.
You should write a story about your old friends meeting your new ones - or play! Write a play! I bet we're all different from each other but we definitely have one thing in common: we love your crooked smile!!! And we love you. Even if you do become the leader of a new Kool-Aid cult. Well . . . on second thought . . . maybe not then.
ReplyDeleteI really like the last line, "We think of what will be, while recalling what once was."
ReplyDeleteYou my dear are one hell of a guy. You are funny, charming, and a well respected individual to an by me.. Never change who you are. If people can't accept you as the wonderful individual you are, (s)he does not deserve to be a part of your awesomeness!
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