I recently attended a memorial for a woman who died of cancer in her early 40s. She was beloved by the community which was attested by the fact there were over 700 people in attendance. She obviously was a loving individual as you don’t get that many people otherwise unless you’re a celebrity or famous person which she wasn’t.
If there would be a memorial for my demise there would be very few people. This is notable and in hindsight pretty pathetic really when all you ever believed in was to love and be loved. Well I never did figure that out. How to do it that is and shall forever remain a mystery which I will take to my death.