You can’t know your legacy.
You might have a guess, or an idea, but you can’t really know.
My parents once gave me a vacuum cleaner as a gift, shortly after my first son was born. I decided to return it to the store for the $50. My rationalizations were… suspect.
Unsurprisingly, my parents were disappointed.
Yet that $50 has echoed throughout my life. Just last month, twenty five years later, it echoes in the money I gave my son for him to build a PC as a holiday gift so that he can follow his dreams. It echoes in the housewarming things I gave my amour to help her set up her own, first, real house that’s hers.
It’s my parent’s legacy, but until they read this, they won’t know how their gift – and my mistreatment of that gift – effected the lives of others.
It’s a simple, even silly example. But it’s a true one.
Remember that you affect lives in ways you never suspected.
Remember that as we begin again at the end of this year.