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Legacy

This past January my aunt passed away. I was assigned the task of writing her obituary, a task I found both daunting and disheartening. Especially since we had just been sitting, talking, and laughing with each other a few months prior to her death. When she was on her deathbed she had the opportunity to tell each family member in the room things she wanted us to know before she went to be with the Lord. She held my hand and told me, "I'm gonna see your name in the sky. Write that first book. I love you…” Although we were all in tears, heartbroken, and completely devastated, being able to hear what she poured into each of us was a blessing. My aunt had a reputation for being genuine, fly, funny, giving, smart, and loved people where they were at in life. At her home going service and even to this day, her memory and legacy has and will continue to impact those she encountered. The last time I saw her in the hospital and shortly after her passing, I thought about legacy. How do I want people to remember me? What do I want to leave on this earth? And I thought about what she said. I’m a writer. I can think of no better way of leaving a lasting and impacting legacy than through written words. When I’m no longer here, I want my work to speak to people, make a difference, and I want to be remembered in positive ways. What do you want your legacy to be and how do you want to be remembered? And why? 
Quote of the Day: I want my life to represent something bigger than just another person occupying space on earth. I want to look back on my life and feel as though I’ve made the world a better place – Sarah Jakes Roberts




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