I don’t want you to remember me when I’m gone because that isn’t why you were given the gift of life.
By all means, you can remember some of the things I’ve said, not because I said them, but how they had a positive influence on your life. There’s a good reason for that, too, and that is, those words are learned from someone else, I just didn’t give them the credit at the time I said them. It’s probably because I didn’t remember who said them at the time or too lazy to Google the answer.
Other reasons to not remember me.
Nothing you think or say about the dead is going to change the fact that they will not hear you. The old saying of not speaking ill of the dead has more to do with the mindset and life of the living than it does about the departed. That’s because of the law of attraction. What you send out into the world will be returned to you.
I don’t respect the dead because they don’t need to be respected. However, I have the greatest respect for the living. As long as you don’t expect me to believe in everything you believe in, I will respect your right to believe in it.
If there was any way possible for the dead to communicate with the living, I’m fairly sure the dead folk are not going to make the people they loved pay a stranger to hear the messages unless they’ve got an interesting sense of humour.
Conclusion
I don’t want you to remember me when I’m gone because you were born to live your life, not spend your life remembering mine.
P.S. If you’ve spent a lifetime interacting with me, you can remember me for a little while. However, if it was only a short period of time that seemed like a lifetime, I don’t want you to remember me when I’m gone.
