It’s Thursday. You know what that means. Please check out my weekly blog group, comprised of a fantastic group of ladies who will dazzle you with insight on various topics. After reading my post, check out their blogs as well. Just click on:
Froggie (Tracey): One frog’s distinct voice on the world around her.
Merry Land Girl (Melissa): Tales of a suburban mom who likes to talk about pop culture, books, Judaism, family, friendship and anything else that comes to mind.
Mom Of Many (Susanna): One Mom’s perspective on life, raising kids, knitting and other unrelated topics.
It was my turn this week, and with Memorial Day just a few days behind us, I chose: Memorial Day was originally a day to remember those who served in the military, but has expanded to include anyone whose lives touched ours in some way. It’s a day of remembrance. Who did you remember on Memorial Day?
I think I jumped the gun on this. I completed a post on the 28th: https://momarock.wordpress.com/2013/05/28/memorial-day-a-life-captured-in-pictures/
In it, I talk about a few people I remembered on Memorial Day.
However, this doesn’t mean I’m fresh out of thoughts or ideas. In fact, what I am often reminded of when I think about our loved ones who have passed is something Jill’s pastor had said at her funeral. He poignantly stated to all in attendance that we have a legacy, and even when we pass on, this doesn’t mean our legacy dies. It lies within those we leave behind. While he spoke of Jill’s legacy, I realized just how true it is. We will live on, and it’s up to us to decide what sort of tracks we leave, or should I say “imprints” we embed into others.
I’d like to think that when I’m gone, my children will always remember how much I loved them, and that I chose to put my family as a number one priority in my life. I hope that in their own grown-up world, that they will also make that choice when it comes to their families. I want my loved ones to remember how much I enjoyed life, and even if they are sad that I am gone, they can laugh a little when they are reminded of my silliness and humor. Health is very important to me, and I intend to pass that on to everyone who knows me. I think that is an important legacy to bestow onto someone, no matter the circumstances.
My 8 year old brought home a bunch of stuff from school the other day. It was his last day of 2nd grade, and they always clean out their desks and send the excess home. He had a notebook filled with writing paper, and on the last page, he wrote about how much he loved creating stories. Reading that made me feel good, because I feel a kindred spirit with my kid in that regard. When I read the next sentence though, my eyes nearly filled with tears. He said “my mom writes stories too a lot, and she likes to write like I do.” I never even realized that he paid attention to the fact that I wrote, even though I had mentioned it to him before. He and I never talk much about it, but he was sharing that.
What sort of legacy are you creating for yourself, as well as for those around you?