Just Another Leaf on a Tree

I remember a co-worker saying that his greatest fear was to die without making any mark in this world. He loathed the idea of anonymity; of being “just another leaf on a tree” which will one day fall off and join hundreds or maybe even thousands of leaves on the ground to wither and die.  

I see no wrong in passing from this life without becoming famous or in being just a leaf like a thousand others. I guess different strokes for different folks.  For me, being unknown is a bliss.  I can go wherever I want to go without fear of being noticed or mobbed.  I can do whatever I want; wear whatever pleases me without the public persecuting me for what they might consider to be a hideous dress. And if one day I fall off my perch, it wouldn’t be a concern whether many people knew me. What matters to me is that I had a full life, I was happy and loved, and was able to do what God intended for me to do here on earth.  If that is not enough, I don't know what is:-)