How would you want to be remembered after your death?

~I would like to have the best tasting brains.
I would like to be remembered as someone who would be coming back. Death is only the beginning.

Also I would like to be able to find out what people really thought of me. So I can make changes the next go around.

I would hope as a good husband to Mrs Squeeky , that’s about it.

I hope to be remembered as an animal lover and a really good dog mom.

Relatively nice guy. Tried to be helpful. Loved his family. Decent taste in music. Obsessed with cookies.

If I were being aspirational, and a little less glib, I would hope that some folks might think they were better off for having known me — but that feels like asking way too much.

The man who liked cats.

For my various war crimes, and crimes against humanity.
I want towering statues erected in my image.
I want people to complain that their heritage is being trampled and disrespected, when those statues are eventually torn down.
In the centuries from now, I want my belated followers and acolytes to deny the crimes I committed happened, while at the same time proclaiming that they should have happened, and that it would be great if they did happen.

Oh I suppose @chyna and @gondwanalon are about the same as myself. All animals are the real joys in my life.
I’m feeding and taming feral cats now. I get hissed at and scratched but got to pet three scared adults and two babies came out last night within a foot of me. Eventually i will have them in a live trap, fixed and re-homed. :)

…as one who lived in a house by the side of the road and was a friend to man.

Tough doing past tense.

As a lover of cats, dogs, birds, fishes, sharks, Wales, chimpanzees, insects, octopuses, Komodo dragons, owls, kittens, parrots, tits, boobies, Cardinals, penguins, orcas, Polar bears, Tatanka’s, ants, arachnids, Praying Mantises, and chameleons.
All the other animals can go fuck themselves.
And whales too.

I also love humans, as in, all humans.
We’ve all been babies.

So yeah, he who loved animals, first, and humans, second.

@rebbel Humans are animals too you know. But they sure know how to cause trouble. HA!

@boffin We had to memorize that poem in first grade.

As a good person to all who met her, a progressive, a great friend and a great mother and grandmother and aunt. (And with a wicked sense of humor.)

“Gramma (Mom) was funny and smart and had a really cool way of looking at things.”

“Her sniper rifle is my most prized possession.”

I would prefer to be remembered as dead.

I would like to be remembered as someone who could be counted on, who would rescue others, and as someone who had a kind and forgiving heart.

despite any evidence to the contrary.

I don’t want statues erected in my honour but it would be nice if a grateful humanity could carve the moon into an image of my face.

I don’t care I’ll be dead. If there is nothing after death I’ll never know the difference. If there is, I’ll reincarnate and it’s back to the chalkboard. If the Abrahamic folks are right, I’ll shout at the Devil. So what, me worry? They can just bury me on some lone prairie, and get on with their lives.

I’ve moved so much and kept in touch so little that no one except my sister and my medication manager will know I’m gone. And that makes me kinda sad. I’ve had many friends over the years.

As a good man.

As the cremated dude who’s buried in some ash hole. ;)

I would like to be remembered as being the best that I could be and for helping others in need and being a lover of animals.

Don’t rush me.

I’m still working on being remembered while I’m alive.

How would I want to be remembered? I’d want everyone I knew in life to have a party and celebrate my life anyway they wanted. I’d want them to say what a great guy I was, what a complete asshole, good father, horrible husband…whatever they feel and whatever they want to put out to the universe.

I’d like to be remembered as I actually was in life. Not better or worse.

I’ve noticed that sometimes things get exaggerated in death, both good and bad. That’s always bothered me.

Though I suppose I’d be dead and wouldn’t be bothered either way. :P

@raum: That is a good point. Many people have died in my family. My aunt is the last of multiple generations and tends to canonize all who’ve passed. They’re all saints to her, but I definitely remember drug use, alcoholism, infidelity, and anger issues.

I would like to be remembered as a good person, a kind person, funny, a person who would go out of her way to help animals in need, and I would like it if my daughter and her friends mentioned that I was considered by them to be the “fun mom” in their circle, the mom who would drive them around shopping and sightseeing. (my daughter’s friends consider me the fun mom, which is flattering to me).

@cookieman True. I don’t agree with lionizing people just because they died.

@janbb Thanks! I learned something new today! “Lionizing” I thought you must have meant something else, but then remembered you’re a librarian, so you must be correct. I looked it up and sure enough, you’re right! 8^) But you already knew that hehehe

@cookieman Same happened with my family. My brother struggled with addiction and overdosed. But none of that is ever really talked about.

I think they mean well. But for me, it feels like there’s still shame about it. Even in death. And that makes me really sad.

The shame and stigma around addiction prevents people from getting the support that they need. :/

As somebody who tried her best.

Someone can only go through so much before it creates this giant black hole in them that they can’t escape no matter what. I tried, but sometimes trying isn’t good enough and the black hole swallows you whole. And that’s the point of no return. It wasn’t meant to be selfish, just saving myself.