“The choices you make now, the people you surround yourself with today, they all have the potential to affect your life and who you are forever.” Sarah Dessen
Seventeen-year-old Brian Moore had only a short time to write something for the Fellowship Athletes meeting. It was his turn to lead the discussion. So he sat down and wrote.
He showed the essay titled “The Room” to his mother, Beth, before he headed out the door. “I wowed ’em,” he later told his father Bruce. “It’s the best thing I ever wrote.” It was also the last.
“THE ROOM” An Essay
In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in a room. There were no distinguishing features save for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and right to left as far as the eye could see, had very different headings.
As I walked up to the wall of files,the first to catch my attention was one that read, “People I have liked” and “Friends I have betrayed.”
I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And then, without being told, I knew exactly where I was.
The actions of my every moment, big and small, were written in a detail my memory couldn’t match. A sense of wonder and curiosity, mixed with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories, others a sense of shame and regret.
(full essay – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iy3xm1H9L_I)
This essay made me question my own life. What files would be written about me? How many regrets would I have written down or how many people did I love or betray? They say our whole life flashes before us as we leave this world. What would I see? Would I take more chances if I saw it today? Would I love and laugh more?
Looking at our own files of life, let’s take note what we might see as we leave this world. What would we do differently? and what changes would we make today?
Brian wrote this essay two months before he died May 27, 1997-the day after Memorial Day. He was driving home from a friend’s house when his car went off Bulen-Pierce Road in Pickaway County and struck a utility pole.