My Gifts

 

It has been four weeks today since my mother passed away. As you might expect, I’ve spent much of that time reminiscing about her. My mind has sifted through a seemingly endless procession of memories as I have attempted to recall all of the milestones and tender, precious moments that filled my mother’s life.

As I spent this time reflecting on my mother’s life and legacy, I began to think about my own life, my own legacy. I wondered what people would remember about my life when I am gone. I wondered what type of legacy I am creating. Is the way that I am living my life creating the kind of legacy I want to leave behind?

As I attempted to answer this question, I spent some time contemplating what I want to be remembered for, what legacy I wanted to leave behind.

I would like to leave the gift of time. When I am gone, I want my family and friends to have no problem remembering all of the time that I spent with them. I want them to remember me as someone who was never too busy or too tired to be there when they needed me.

I would like to leave the gift of beauty. I want to be remembered as someone who recognized the beauty of this world and the people in it. I want them to remember me as someone who tried to share that beauty with others and who tried to make this world a more beautiful place for them.

I would like to leave the gift of gratitude. I want to be remembered as someone who was always grateful for all that I have, for all of my Heavenly Father’s blessings. I want them to remember me as someone who always let them know how grateful I was for them and their place in my life.

I would like to leave the gift of faith. I hope that I will be remembered as someone with a deep and abiding faith in my Heavenly Father and in my Savior. I want them to remember me as someone who did not let the trials and tribulations of this world keep me down for long but who trusted in His plan, in His time.

I would like to leave the gift of miracles. I want to be remembered as someone who always believed in miracles. I want them to remember me as someone who not only knew that miracles can and do happen every day, but who helped to create them in their lives.

I would like to leave the gift of love. I want to be remembered as someone who was more concerned with people than things. I want them to remember me as someone who loved my family, friends and fellow human beings in this world. I want them to remember me as someone who demonstrated that love through my actions often.

As I review this list, I recognize that I have much work to do, but I will do my best to remember these gifts. I will try to live my life each day in a way that will help to create the legacy that I want to leave behind. I know that it will continue to be a struggle, but I also know that my Heavenly Father, who blessed me with this life, will be there to help me every step of the way.

 

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6 Responses to My Gifts

  1. Cheryl says:

    You have been building your legacy all of your life and it shows in your smile; your kind, giving nature; and in your gentle and loving personality which all around you can feel…

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  2. kitico2005 says:

    You’ve been living that legacy for a while. I think you identified the qualities I would use to describe you so just keep doing what you are doing, friend.

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  3. Ralph says:

    Thank you, Sandra, for your remarks about gifts and thoughts about legacy. I express, also, my condolences about the passing of your mother. At first, I thought, “How did I miss that? I must not have read your previous blogs carefully enough.” So, I went back and reread everything you’d written the previous five posts. Nope. I was right. There’s nothing in them about your original loss. Nevertheless, it was nice to reread what you’d written–particularly about the “blue mists” game–and to interpret the words wearing a different set of lenses, as it were.

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