If you could only carry one memory with you into the afterlife, which would you choose?

Isn’t this a question that is best posed at the end of someone’s life, rather than when they are right smack dab in the middle of living it? How can you reduce your lifetime to the value of one single memory to carry with you into the afterlife? Is life not a ‘moment’ in and of itself in the grande scheme of things? That being said, I’d prefer to think of it metaphorically. My lifetime is one long moment in the passage of time. Alright…. so that approach might be cheating, but the question that you ask isn’t exactly fair either. I am not finished living it yet, and my moments within it are far from done.

Yes, I know. One of my close confidants would scoff at my resorting to saying something was ‘not fair’.

The one memory that I hold dearest so far is when I confessed to the man I loved that indeed I did love and care for him. The night had just begun to fall, and we walked out of the French doors in the library of my home out into the gardens. I can still remember the scent of night blooming jasmine and Moroccan cedars that filled the air and the frantic cry of the peacock that had found his way onto the adobe tiled roof. He was ever-so-quiet for he had just lost a friend who had died far too young – she was but a child. Knowing the true nature of life, and by the events, I knew that this existence it is quite oft too short. I felt the burning need to tell him. What if I neér got my chance again? But what if he laughed at me? All of these niggling thoughts plagued me and I finally got up the courage.

At first he stared at me in disbelief, his momentary silence was frightening to me. But in time he recovered and he confessed to having felt the same toward me. My fears were unfounded, I lost no power by my confession and more importantly, the world did not fall.

Of course, my life is far from over, and so any talk of the afterlife is more than somewhat premature.

Muse: Fanny Fae
Fandom: Original Fiction / Folklore & Mythology
Word Count: 378
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