Remembering and Being Remembered.

-Photo source: Naver Image Search- Hello there! ^-^ I recently had to go to the dentist because of some tooth damage. I had been receiving treatment there for about 2 years since I moved in, and I ended up visiting again after 2 years. It was a bit awkward since it had been a while, but surprisingly, the receptionist remembered me, saying, "Aren't you Mr./Ms. 000?" It actually felt pretty good. On my way home, I reflected on 'memory'. In the past, I only thought about remembering others was important. Even in PlayO, it provides memories of fun people, encouraging people, dignified people, critical people, people like family, and welcome people. So, how am I remembered by them? Am I being a good memory to those who give me good memories? I reflected, not out of guilt, but out of self-reflection. I developed a desire to be remembered, at least similarly to how I remember them. It's my turn to reciprocate these precious memories. I'll try to make an effort to be remembered at least as someone they 'know well'. I will strive to be someone who is remembered. ^-^