It’s a fickle subject – death. Given the chance to know you are, you might very profoundly question the life you have led and it’s likely that in doing so, an abundance of thoughts will become you. “Did I do everything I wanted; did I really make a difference. Are there any regrets that I have”? Regret speaks in two ways; remorse for things you did, and remorse for things you didn’t. I’ve been thinking of the above – my title – for a couple weeks since hearing someone say, ‘He didn’t want to be remembered by many words’; and thus it made me question, “How would I want to be remembered”? What is to be said of a young man who crusades through the oddly thought of his own death? Much like the event, for someone like me – who thinks a lot - it’s only inevitable that I will think of such; and if I remember correctly, this isn’t the first time either. By the graces of life we will live a long and fruitful life; but what if you knew your life was to end today – would it make you change the way you’re living your life? I tell you a story: ‘There was once a man who in great anxiety of mind, often wavering between fear and hope, and being encumbered with grief, did humbly prostrate himself in church before a certain altar, and pondering these things in his mind, said; “If only I could know that I should persevere”. And presently he heard in his heart the divine answer; “And if thou didst know this, what wouldst thou do? Do now what thou wouldst do then, and thou shalt rest secure”. I think too much about life, but I’d have it no other way. Life, like art, should be judged to perfection. There will be mistakes that we make, but like an eraser or clean sheet of paper – it’s no problem to start again if we are willing to – the choice is always there. I think what if my life was to end today; would I have regrets? After having thought about my life thus far, it's not much concern to me how I will be remembered for I know the people I have around me; and I would have no regrets either. Honestly, whether today or a dozen years from now, the only regret I would have is not being able to die. “The sound of your footsteps will never stop when there is an echo to be heard by the people who follow”.