noun: closely connected or appropriate to the manner at hand
noun: an amount of money or property left to someone in a will
So, my husband says to me, “What about my legacy?” It stopped me dead in my tracks. Legacy. He certainly has amassed a legacy. He is well respected in his field, owned his own business for nearly two decades. There will be an inheritance for our children because of his life’s work.
Me, not so much. I stopped working at my career when my third child was born. I have no colleagues, no assets, nothing concrete to pass on. Except…myself, I have been authentic. Honest to a fault. Creative and stylish and energetic. Smarter than I look and above all, loving. All the same, not a legacy.
At some point it is natural that we begin thinking of our lives as finite. I believe we all want to leave something behind. My husband wanting to leave his name and some kind of amassed fortune to our children is living for the future. I have been focused on making sure they mature into responsible adults that are self-reliant. Leaders in what they feel passionate about. I have lived for the present. My life’s work is my children, but they do not belong to me, they aren’t mine, they can’t be my legacy. I just pray I am always relevant to them.
I kind of like that about myself…being connected. Knowing where I came from and where I’m going. I’m just trying to be appropriate to the manner at hand; hopefully earning me respect, even if it costs me my legacy.
“Relevance is a form of respect.”