Most of us will never be famous before or after our death. I think it is a standard of life to recognize beauty, intelligence, leadership and passion after a death. You have probably done it in your family.
I am ashamed, I respected my dad. He was a great guy. He was smarter than most men with ten times his education, but it was after his death that I realized just what my daddy had meant to me. I loved my mother as much as most boys, but it was after I was grown and she was gone, that I realized what insights, what ability that woman had.
I had two brothers both were brilliant in their own right. I thought I knew them, but there so many questions I would like to ask them. Oh and related to that so many questions I would like to ask Mama and Daddy. Why did I think too late?
She looked at me like, did I raise a completely ignorant boy, “Son we worked on our farm, we did’t have time for fancy horses, your dad had a matched pair of roman nosed mules called Bet & Hide. The best in the county. Mules can work, horses were for fancy folks and buggies. We had a wagon.”
I just said, “Yes mam”.
PS: Things concerning us Old folk:
Your husband sleeps better on a lounge chair with the TV blaring than he does in bed. It's called his "pre-sleep".