Saturday, February 15, 2020

It means that if we ever meet again, you will know me.

When you remember me, 
it means that you 
have carried something 
of who I am with you, 
that I have left some mark 
of who I am on 
who you are. 
It means that you can summon me back 
to your mind even though countless years 
and miles stand between us. 
It means that if we ever meet again, 
you will know me. 
It means that after I die, 
you can still see my face 
and hear my voice 
and speak to me in your heart.

For as long as you remember me, 
I am never entirely lost. 
When I’m feeling most ghost-like, 
it’s your remembering me 
that helps remind me 
that I actually exist. 
When I’m feeling sad, 
it’s my consolation. 
When I’m happy, 
it’s part of why I feel that way.

If you forget me, 
one of the ways I remember who I am 
will be gone. 
If you forget me, 
part of who I am 
will be gone.

Frederick Buechner