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.
Frederick Buechner
