First I will find a box that can endure the centuries. Not wood nor stone which will succumb to nature, crumbling into dust, but of steel, impervious to rain and wind, cold and heat, time and seasons.
Into this time capsule, I will place all those things I no longer need nor want, but cannot forget – hurt and pain, loss and disappointment, anger and resentment, fear and worry, regret and resignation.
My wish is to outlive this legacy, and that my heirs never dig up my failings. That they rise above meager limitations, and realize their full capacity for mercy.