The forget-me-not is a delicate little flower that might easily be overlooked in a garden. However, this humble flower with its five blue petals deserves a second look. It is a symbol of remembrance and undying love.
One of the most popular myths about the forget-me-not’s name takes place at the time of the creation. After God created the flowers, he started to name each one. Once he had named them and was about to leave, one tiny voice cried out, “Forget me not, O Lord!” God looked back at the tiny plant and replied, “This will be your name so no one will ever forget you.”
I wrote this my freshman year in college. It was another composition class assignment. “Write something for two instruments.” That was all we had to run with. The class was for non-music majors, so the professor gave us a lot of freedom. One of my roommates was Miranda Steele from Cherokee, Iowa. Fun. Fun. Fun. She was an accomplished violinist, so I decided to write for piano and violin. She could pretty much sight read anything I threw in front of her. I remember the two of us in the basement of our Fox Hall apartment where the piano was, playing deep into the night until we got kicked out.
In hindsight it’s probably a good idea to hold off on writing for an instrument you know nothing about, but that never entered my mind. Forgive my lack of proper violin notation. When I named the piece I wanted the title to represent something different for each and every person that heard it.
The forget-me-not’s message is to take the time to remember those you love. Make memories that will last. Respect and honor those who have gone before you, making sure their stories are still being told to future generations.