Wow. Gee. I don't really know. I've not thought that far, really.
I think I just want to be remembered as someone who was capable of love. Sooooo much love. When they think of me, I want them to remember their own capabilities, the miracle of life, the ability to reach out and heal. I want them to remember that Marsha Maung once graced this earth and left much for others to remember.
I want my kids to remember me as the person who loved them unconditionally and would sacrifice every single fiber within this physical, mental and emotional body of mine for them...
But honestly speaking, I can't control whatever feelings and memories that people choose to remember when I go from this world. I guess I hope that they settle with it, go on with life until it is time we join up again in another world. In the meantime, I want them to remember that they are worth the effort and move on properly, nicely, healthily and happily.