I often fear the idea of being forgotten, being pushed onto the sidelines, out of sight and out of mind. I fear that no one will say my name as if it were a song that echoes through my very soul. And they will not tell the story about how I got the scar on my cheek or the time I nearly drowned in the pool, because I will no longer matter. I will no longer matter one day- and that scares me. -o.b