Leaving Behind While I March Forward...To A Legacy.

One of the better posts I've read that can transcend not only your Real Estate Business, but your life, is by a sister I never had.  This is the post.  'WooHoo' Celeste "Sally" Cheeseman inspired me to write this.  I'm not sure if this is the best time of day to do so.  I'm not sure if I'm in the right mood to do it.  Yet, I'm here and will write it cause I can.  In this life, you never know.

                                              It's Not Easy...But Give It The Best Shot You Have!

To my knowledge, I didn't choose to be here.  To my knowledge, I don't know why I am here.  Life is weird like that, at least to me.  It would be nice to have Anthony Robbins give my eulogy and help put the FUN back in Funeral and a positive spin on my existence, but I'm sure he is booked.  I haven't even begun to give this my best shot, my life, the business I'm in, the people who mean so much to me.  I'm not even close to being what I can become.  Yet, if I couldn't become, I would have to take a look back at my own Legacy or lack thereof.  One day, I'll meet my maker and have a whole lot of questions...some of them answered along the journey of my life.

It's peculiar, my mother sent me an email that I received Friday morning.  She's been a teacher for so many years, teaching the mentally handicapped, at least in our culture's eyes.  I say 'in our culture's eyes' cause quite frankly, I'll say it again, those very individuals are the closest tangible thing we have to God.  That, I'll go to the grave thinking.  Onto the email...

Friday was to be a transitional day for my firm.  And it was.  Tomorrow will be even better because that transition took place.  There is no need to go into specifics but on Friday morning, when I opened up my Mother's email, I looked irony right in the eyes.  I looked legacy into the very depths of its very soul. I don't have her email off hand but will certainly place it below when I do.  A student she used to teach who had pretty severe mental and physical impairments had sent her a letter after all those years from here in Pennsylvania to her down in Raleigh, NC.  After all these years, he sent her a letter expressing his gratitude for what she did and the impact she made on him way back then.  His condition has worsened now.  Even still, he took the time to write a simple freaking letter!

Ladies & Gents, this guy took the time, despite his mental and physical deficiencies, to write my mother a letter years after he had been a student of hers, probably for a short period of time.  You want to talk about legacy, the meaning of life, hell man....That's it!

They say "You only get what you give."  As selfish as I can be, as greedy as I sometimes feel, as simple minded and immature as I reign, I agree with "They."  I have no clue what my legacy will be, I have one hell of a starting point though.  That email I received and will post here tomorrow when I get back in the office, meant everything to me and to my perception of life and business.  Elaine, if you ever read this, I do believe your legacy is written in stone.