A Story

Few days ago, my friend asked me, why I wanted to write a blog. My reply was rather simple, or so I thought. It was to let my children and my future generations know more about myself and the people around me when I was living.

Many people live a 2 dated life, which are the birth date and the death date engraved on their tombstone. The many in betweens in their lives are often forgotten, of course, unless they are famous people like Albert Einstein, Bruce Lee, or Princess Diana, where they will be remembered forever for their contributions to the world. Most of us, after we pass on, soon become anonymous to everyone, even to our descendants down the years. Only a tombstone shows our identity, not our life. I find that this is quite a grieving situation to be in.

I wonder if I would ever be as ingenious as Einstein, or as popular as Bruce Lee, or as glamorous as Princess Diana for my future generations to take pride that they had me as a forefather. I feel that, as a commoner, leaving a legend behind may be a difficult task to achieve and thus the future generations may not be able to trace their heritage, even if they wish to. So, with the hope of leaving some traces behind, I feel that writing my story via blogging is the best way to achieve it.