Last year I read a book by Michael Hyatt called Living Forward. The premise of the book was learning the importance of creating a Life Plan. In making a life plan, one of the first steps is to write your own eulogy. Yes, you heard it correctly, your eulogy. That summary of your life that is read after your death, during your funeral service. It sounds kind of scary, but I went forward with the eerily process of writing a first draft.
As I wrote I could hear the question within me….
“How do I want to be remembered?”
I began writing and after a few pages, I started to think about this question differently. It wasn’t just how I wanted to be remembered when my spirit was far away from my body, and I was laying as a corpse in front of a room full of people in a church. No, I was beginning to think about how I wanted people to remember me, now. Today, as a mother, daughter, sister, aunt, niece, friend, writer, and teacher.
How do I want people to remember me as human being?
As I thought about this question, I began to think about the people in my life, past and present, and how I remember them. I can start with my elementary school teachers. Every single one of them, I still remember. There was Ms. Cooper, Mrs. Deacon, Mrs. Barsam, and Ms. Johnson. Outside of my classroom teachers, there was the music instructor, Ms. Carey and there was Mrs. Bolden who held tap dancing classes after school. These teachers made my elementary school years one of the most pleasant times of my life. They were serious, but fun, witty, kind, and loving to their students.
In my adult life there were a number of people, however my neighbors Richard and Patricia come to mind. They were an older couple who welcomed my son and I when we moved into the neighborhood. They looked out for us. Patricia would tell Richard to mow my lawn and shovel the snow for me. They would also check on my house when I wasn’t home. They were such sweet neighbors. I was sad when Richard was injured, causing them to move.
When I think about my teachers and my neighbors, I have nothing but positive and beautiful thoughts. They made me feel important, special, and most importantly loved. And that is exactly how I want people to remember me. I want people to not only remember my accomplishments, but how I made them feel, how I inspired them, and how I treated them.
Think about it.
How do you want to be remembered?