I know it’s a hard thing to accept but every single one of us that is alive today will be forgotten eventually.
It might take a few generations, but unless you make a mark on the world like Rockefeller, Einstein, Hitler, etc (yes, good and bad…) there will come a day when no one in the world will remember your name. How they remember you is up to your actions.
The first death is when your breath leaves your body. The second death is when you have been forgotten from the thoughts of the people living.
Of course, then come the questions: why should I care about doing anything if I’m going to be forgotten anyway? What’s the point of living?
Since we come into this world with nothing and leave with nothing. What’s the point of it all?
The point is to not focus on the duration of life but the donation of yourself.
What’s in your hand? What can you do to benefit others no matter how small?
That’s where you and I both should focus on. The impact we can make on others and on the world. That’s what the meaning of life is all about. Leaving this world and the people in it better than how you found it when you arrived.