How do we want to be remembered?
This is one of the questions that we ponder throughout our lives–HOW DO WE WANT TO BE REMEMBERED?
One of my memories from 7 years ago, January 21, 2012…
I sometimes worry that the rat race of life will overshadow the things that really matter. And then at the end of my life, I will be like where has it all gone? 🙁
“Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you will look back and realize they were the big things.”
Seven years have gone by since I wrote this, and this is still by far my biggest fear. Am I letting life alter my life? I have great intentions to get up and enjoy my family, etc. However, sometimes the stress of the day puts blinders on me. As I trot through life’s many obstacles, I miss important things right beside me.
Remembered for Loving
Hollis Antle: My grandfather, a man I had great respect for, was in his final moments of life, and some of his last words will always stay with me: It has all gone by so fast.
This guy was a family man and had such a big heart for others. I never once looked at him and thought he had taken anything for granted during his time on earth. Yet, he still yearned for more time.
I am not even close to the man he was, but I would love to one day have his gentle demeanor, and when my time is coming to an end, it is my hope that people would think the same about me. I feel like that final moment would be easier to handle, knowing that the ones I love feel that I always gave them my all.
That I shed my blinders and looked at them straight in the eyes and listened attentively to the minor and major things they had to say.
That I showed and told them how I truly felt. I said it and didn’t just think it.
The Alternative
On the other side of the spectrum is the individual who holds back. Someone who is uncomfortable with expression or just doesn’t take the time for it. This person lets work and trivial things yank him from priorities.
I sometimes feel I am this individual. I want to provide my family financial security, but during the process, I am missing out.
The regret, I would imagine, is unfathomable for this type of person who never makes adjustments to live the right way, to live for the parts of life that truly matter.
I am a work in progress but it is my hope to be the former person rather than the latter.
In the end, when we yearn for more time, is it because life has been such a beautiful ride or is it because we have urgency to make things right?
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