Tuesday, March 29, 2011

When I get where I'm going...

When I leave the realm of the living, I don't want to be remembered as a good singer, a good musician or a good guitarist.

I don't want to be talked about as the life of the party, as great company or as the clown who could make everyone smile.

I'd rather be remembered by the closest of my friends as a generous person who gave of myself until there was nothing left to give. And then some more. I'd rather be remembered as a friend who was always there when I was needed, and sometimes even when I wasn't :). If my friends remember me as this person, I can die a happy man.

My purpose on this planet has been fulfilled!