How Do You Want To Be Remembered?
A recent personal loss got me thinking...
My friend wrote this post and I thought it was worth sharing.
Guest post by John Manuel
It's time for a real talk, friends. It's a lengthy story, but there's a point to it all I promise. Just bear with me for a couple minutes...
This evening Loki and I were on our way home from a walk, when a tiny old Filipino woman began to wave and beckoned us over. As we got closer, I began to recognize who she was. A couple years ago Loki (my dog) and I were out for a morning run, when I saw her stumble and fall off the sidewalk and into the street. We ran over to her as people stopped to look and gossip among each other, but apparently didn't have the common sense to check on this tiny woman that was struggling to her feet.
I never saw her again until this evening.
She had me wait for her while she walked into her back yard, and I wondered what the heck was going on. She came out with a baby cactus in a small pot, small enough to carry in one hand. Her English was a little better because she was able to tell me about the plant and how it would sprout beautiful flowers when it matures.
Now, I'm no Doctor Green Thumb, but if I had to pick a plant to nurture, a cactus would probably be near the bottom of the list. However this was different. She was so excited to give it to me that I was excited to receive it. She grabbed my hand just as she did a couple years ago, and gave me thank you number one thousand and one. It was probably a funny scene to watch a guy walking his dog down the street holding a baby cactus, but the way I looked didn't matter. That whole encounter reminded of something that I've lost sight of for quite some time.
And finally we get to the point of this adventure.
I'm not sharing this with you to toot my own horn. I'm sharing this with you because I think we all tend to lose sight of the fact that what we do, matters. I'm sharing this in the hopes of reminding you that regardless of whether you choose to do something good or something bad, people will remember. The choices we make and the actions we take have an effect on the world around us, and are constantly shaping how our witnesses see the world.
Every so often just ask yourself, how do you want to be remembered?
If you've gotten this far into the post I want to say thanks. I hope it was worth the read.
You can reach John at firstname.lastname@example.org.