This is probably why we feel so guilty when it comes to global warming, or when we hunt an animal to extinction. This is why we feel so sad when our families fall apart, when people we love die - because we are the most recent descendants of a long line of people, and would the people who came before us stand with us? Would they respect us? Would they feel like we are doing a good job representing them? I can't help but think about my grandfather, homophobic, racist - my mom has told me, without being cruel about it, that he would never have approved of me.
But I look at photographs of he and I when I was just a boy and I see the love in his eyes, for me, for my sister, for my mom. I've replaced him on this planet, and someday, I will also be the replacement for my parents. I just want to do a good job. But I think that the best thing I can do is be myself, right?
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