I think we all worry sometimes about dying alone and forgotten. For me, I can't bring myself to have any great concern for the world at large remembering me. But, I do want my son and his future children to have proof of me, of my life. I hope my son will always carry fond memories of me, more happiness thinking of me than not. I hope I matter enough to him to carry my life and stories into his children's lives and their future generations. I guess it matters more to me that my son carries everything best of my heart with him.