This week someone who is close to my brother passed away. She was only three years older than I am. When things like this happen to those who are close to us it makes us think about our own demise. How will I be remembered? I ask myself. Like everyone else, I want to leave my mark on the world. Ten years from my death will anyone remember that I was here? This is for Diana: May your life be long remembered and the love you had for your family go on into the next life.