Sometimes I wonder about what would happen if I wasn’t here any more. You know, died. Now don’t go there, it doesn’t happen often, I just wonder about what will be left behind by me. At this stage my life isn’t overly impressive. I don’t say that to undermine my life. At all. There is just nothing that anyone would remember me for too long.

But there is this. My blog. It might not last long after. Who knows what will happen to the people who stop by, what decisions my family who are left behind will make. All I know is that I hope they leave this here. Pay the hosting bill year after year and let it live. It’ll be my space. My place in the world after I’m gone.

Now I know this sounds morbid, but I was just wondering. Surely I’m not the only one who wonders what they’ll leave behind them. I hope to leave people who were loved. Kindness remembered fondly. Laughs had and stupid adventures shared. I hope to leave a lasting impression. And perhaps I have more work to do for that. Because mine may not be the biggest legacy in the world. But it’s mine.

Have you left your mark yet?

  • Maxabella

    I’ve honestly never thought of this one. Damn you! Now it’s all I’m gonna wonder about in the wee small hours… x

    • Melissa Walker Horn

      Whoops. Sorry about that.

    • Rhonda Hartman

      I was thinking the same thing! 

      • Melissa Walker Horn

        Whoops. Sorry to you too Rhonda. 😉

  • Deborah Cook

    I wonder what would happen to my blog and my Facebook page etc. No one knows my passwords and I live alone. How would my gazillion of followers / readers (ha!) know why I’d stopped posting!?!?!

    • Melissa Walker Horn

      I heard that some people are leaving those details in their wills etc. This makes sense I suppose. I just have mine sticky taped behind a painting so it’s more of a treasure hunt. 😉