When I Die . . .
I do not care if a lot of people gather at my funeral or not,
I do not care if everyone cries and weeps at my death or not,
I do not care if anyone says, tweets or updates their status with good things about me or not,
I do not care if anyone dresses up in white and wears a sullen face at the occassion or not,
But after my death . . . if Anyone remembers me and if it brings a smile to his / her face, thinking of all the fun and great times we had together . . . well that would be awesome . . . I would consider my life successful and complete.