Hey, I know you’re busy, but I just wanted to let you know,
that no matter what, I will always remember you. I know you don’t think you are
very important, and to most people you probably aren’t; but you’re important to
me. You are one of the reasons I get up in the morning. You are one of the
reasons I can keep on going, no matter how bad it gets. Your smile, your
passion, your love for life, the crazy
way you “freak out” about the things you love- these are all precious to me.
You may think you’ll never amount to anything, and the world probably thinks so
too. I don’t. I know that I would not be where I am today without you. You have
inspired me to become what I am.
Unfortunately, as the years pass, you will probably be
forgotten by most. Your name will never be in lights or flashed in the credits;
but it will always be a name that is burned into my soul. It is a name that
will be followed by “Who’s that?” and then I will have the amazing chance to
tell the world about you. Rest assured that I will tell them, even though I
know they will forget in the next five minutes. I will tell them your name and
your story because you are important to me, and you always will be. Just as you
pass on my name, I will pass on yours.
Below is a poem I found for you, whenever you are feeling
down and forgotten, read it. It will remind you that not everyone who is
important makes it into the history books. Sometimes, the most important people
are those who no one remembers.
The Death of an Unknown
There
was a man who died today,
I
do not know his name.
I
know he was born,
He
lived, he died,
And
that he died today.
I
probably never saw him,
On
TV or in the news,
And
he was probably not the most popular,
In
high school or at work.
He
was probably only well known,
By
his children and his wife,
And
might even have a friend or two,
Who
will miss him because he's gone.
There
was also a woman who died today,
Her
story is much the same;
But
possibly the only thing they share,
Is
that they died,
The
death of an unknown.
Yet
being unknown is not so bad,
For
it is a fate that most share.
So
few are known,
Some
by design,
But
many just by chance.
The
unknown are those
Who
make the known,
Who
pass along their name.
Just
as a house is not a house,
Without
its boards and nails,
Fame
cannot be obtained,
Without
those who have none.
So
if fame is what you seek,
I
wish you the best of luck;
But
for those who at the end of the day
Are
no more known than before,
Don't
be depressed,
And
don't be sad,
For
you help the world to spin.
Someone
succeeded,
Because
someone failed.
There
cannot be the death of a known,
Without,
The
death of an unknown.
-Tiffiny
Hagan
Sincerely,
Someone who will always remember.
