Well, that's true. It would help the grieving family perhaps feel that others had seen what they had seen in terms of their passed love one. And even if we know "numbers don't matter," emotionally it's still reaffirming when many people showed up.The people who are grieving care about how many people show up. It's comforting to them. I still remember my husband commenting how many cars there were in line on the way to the cemetery to bury his mother. That's just one example.
One of the most unexpected highlights of my high school life was when I won the "Most Outstanding Choir Member" award my senior year. Why it meant so much to me seems dumb at times. I won many awards in the music programs but they were all based on competence and were awarded by the directors. This particular award, however was voted on by the entire choir. Yes, in some ways it was just a popularity contest... but I never felt popular at all, anywhere, and to know that many people at core level held me in that much esteem ... ?
It still matters to me, even if intellectually I can dismiss it in some ways. It still chokes me up to think about; maybe I contributed more than I had thought.
It's a good question. Maybe people would like to discuss that, in context of this thread.I don't know Jennifer. I don't see how I can assume my life had any value if nobody notices when I die. If we don't touch other people's lives in some meaningful way, what in the world are we here for?