Leaving something behind for my children. This has been on my mind in recent years. I’m not married and I don’t have children. 🙂 But I would like to have them, and when I pass away one day, I may not even be able to leave my passwords to my children.
So, after a sudden heart attack, no one will know the passwords to my accounts. Literally, they won’t have any memories of me. Because in the past, there were physical family diaries. Now everything is digital, and if they can’t unlock the phone, they won’t be able to access any memories!
That’s why the idea of keeping a physical diary makes sense to me. But I don’t have the discipline to keep a diary. Writing feels like torture to me. Ahem! Writing with a pen feels like torture to me.
On the other hand, typing is enjoyable. In fact, I’m writing three articles right now, including this one. My nights are very productive.
Still, I can’t help but wonder. When I go to the spirit world one day, what will remain of me in this world? What did I give to this world? Will my memories live on?
A few years ago, a follower of mine created a website. And that site was successful. Many people used it—over two million people. Would you believe it’s still being used? And it’s still making money. Right now, that money goes to charities because…
My follower developed a brain tumor and passed away. Everything happened so fast. And when that happened, I met his brother. At first, I thought he was joking and trying to scam me. But he wasn’t.
He left me a will. Before he died, he said, “If anything happens to me, send my website to Ugur KILCI. He’ll take care of it”i I took care of it. Finding the passwords was difficult. I remember we couldn’t even find his social media passwords.
Who did he write to? What were his dreams? We’ll never know. The digital world is beautiful, but at that moment, I realized that there needs to be something physical too.
That’s why it comes to mind from time to time. To do something I can leave to my children. Or to somehow easily make the digital physical. I’m not sure. Maybe they’re empty thoughts. But I still think about it. I’ll keep thinking about it.