Looking Back

Have you ever looked back into your childhood memories and remember something that you nearly forgot about? Today I remembered a little snipet from when I was around maybe 6 or so years old. I don't think I knew how to properly ride a bike yet, so I couldn't leave the sidewalk that I lived on. I remember riding to the end and looking up at the sky. Then a thought out of nowhere came from my mouth. "I'm going to do something great." I don't know how many children say this, but it seems strange to me that as a child, I knew that I was in the world because I was going to do something great. Looking back through my life, I don't think I have done any great things. In fact, I've messed up too many things to count, and all of them I regret. But there's something in the back of my mind telling me now, "You're going to do something great. I just know it." I don't think this part of my brain is telling me this because I want to be remembered for something, or somehow make a difference in someone's life. Speaking of this, I do have a wish. If I do go into heaven, I hope that some person that I've never met before comes up to me to say "Thank you."