Family members and a few people I have met...but they will die some years later and no one will remember me. I haven't done anything that will stay in History books, or at least, hit the News.

Yes, I have been thinking about this quite a bit lately. Seems like there is nobody alive who remembers my uncle, who died in 1950, or either of my father's parents. I have done nothing so far to be remembered for. Kind of sad, unless I spend my retirement years doing nothing but charity work.

No I know my sons will remember me if no one else does.

Pretty much, yes.

Why, it won't affect me i will be dead.

It doesnt matter...I wont know anyways.

No, never have had that fear.

It wouldn't bother me at all. After we are gone for a few weeks, we are forgotten about any way. Everyone wants to go about their lives by not dwelling on death.

No, I just wonder if my wife and children will be OK.

I try and never fear the inevitible.

but i murdered Kennedy by the grassy hole sorry misses walked past naked-knole

No I know I will be remembered. I only hope my son is cared for if it happened tomorrow. . Also if it happened soon, I'd hope that my family would be able to tell my AB friends. I have thought about that a bit more since the passing of our fellow AB DreAnna. She knew and was able to plan accordingly. I sure miss her!!!! +5

Why should it matter? Who remembers a single blade of grass in an entire field?

It's possible that everyone will die before me and I'll be the last one left. So if that happens nobody will remember me on earth. However, as long as people who are in the afterlife remember me, I will be with those people after I die.

Some people will remember me until they die and then no one will remember me. That is just the way it is for all of us. I took my mother's ashes back to her home church to bury them in the same grave with her mother. I was shocked to find that the church had no record of her attendance, although she was a member there until she left for college. I was also shocked to find that almost no one remembered my grandparents, who were members most of their lives. My grandmother is only gone 14 years. Her picture is in the old directories. But most of her friends have died and many of their kids aren't church-goers. Even if you invent something wonderful or give lots of money to a college, all people are going to know of any of us within a few years of our deaths will be the name they pass on the doorway of the library or the name printed on the case of our invention. Twenty years after his death, most people aren't going to remember Bill Gates or Donald Trump, except their names and maybe their picture on something. Do you know who Lillian Gish was? She was one of the most famous and recognizable names of the silent film era. Almost no one remembers her now. That is just the way life is. No one lives forever, and when all the someones that we know are gone, we are too. So don't worry about it. Make the most of life that you can. Live by faith and we'll see you in the next life, where we won't ever have to worry about death again.

Nope I dont care if I'm not remembered.

no never-its a sick problem.only a disease .5

Certainly, I would LIKE to be remembered. But the reality of it is that eventually memory of me will fade away to nothing, or at least meaninglessness, eventually. Once immediate family members and friends who knew you personally are gone, the only thing left of you is the memory of the memory of those who DID know you. I will remember my Mom and Dad, for example. My three youngest children, however, will NEVER 'remember' them, because my parents both died before they were born. (Except my son, who was not quite a year old when Dad died...which amounts to the same thing.) So my children will remember ME remembering my parents. And there will be pictures of them and other things...but they will have no PERSONAL memories of them. We, as a society, tend to establish a lot of importance on people 'remembering' us after we die. We have wakes and funerals, we have tombstones with our names and birth/death dates on them, we have public records, we have children, we have monuments, we have dedications to our good works, and so forth. But in all honesty, all that is for the LIVING we leave behind when we die, in my opinion. I will be happy in this life if all that happens when I die is I am buried in a plain wooden coffin (or no coffin at all...even worms gotta eat and I won't care) in a dignified ceremony in a small patch of ground where my family and friends can properly grieve over their loss. I will be beyond caring at that point. I will either move on to some afterlife, as my religious beliefs dictate, and if the afterlife doesn't exist I STILL won't care. It's NICE to remember people after they've passed away. It's nice to think that many people may remember me and appreciate who I was and what I did after I die. But it's really the living I care about more.

No, my only fear is that I could have influenced more lives, and shared the Good News about Jesus Christ.

I will die, and, eventually, I'm sure that nobody will remember me. Doesn't bother me.

It SO doesn't matter. We have our turn on this planet and then it's someone else's turn. The world doesn't revolve around me.

This is why we reproduce.Those who can't,like me,for instance try to create babies of other kinds to leave behind.Desperately struggling to remain immortal,are we,so figure out where you come to be...forever*