I read some of Zach’s journals today, after my ‘legacy’ post. I found I could read them without an inordinate amount of sadness. I’m a little more removed from the last time I was reading them seven or eight months ago. Today I wasn’t dwelling on the content so much as just appreciating that they’re there and marveling at the spirit that wrote them.
I’m not going to quote anything today. It’s either a lot or nothing and today will be nothing. I still think occasionally about the state of my apartment or bedroom when I go out for the day and wonder if I never come back what people might think about me. Those of us living have to go on living, though. We can’t always be thinking about our deaths. It will come when it comes.
I’ll call it the lesson of Rosalie. Live now!
Thank you, Rosalie! Also, “Pick up the slack for Zach!” I think of that slogan as meaning “DO SOMETHING!” “TAKE ACTION” “MAKE A DIFFERENCE” “CARE ABOUT THINGS!”