Leaving a Legacy

Welcome to April! This month has typically been a favorite of mine. I love spring not only because it’s a time of renewal and rebirth but also because it ushers in my favorite time of year, summer! This year however, April brings mixed emotions for me. While I’m so happy that another winter is behind us, this month also marks the first anniversary of my dad’s passing. It’s something that I can feel weighing on me, I feel it in my gut, on my shoulders, in my throat as I sense tears welling up there and my spirit is unsettled as the day approaches. While this is the first time I’ve had this experience, I have supported friends who have gone through this before. Every March, two of my closest friends honor their mothers who have passed on. Furthermore, a few other loved ones recently lost one of their parents. I/we are definitely in that stage of life.

With all the acknowledgement lately on those who have crossed over, it’s caused me to reflect on their impact and subsequently mine. What did each of these people leave behind? And what legacy will I leave?

I think about Francis and her faith. She sacrificed for her children and instilled in them a belief in a higher power. Knowing all things work out for the good. These beliefs continue to guide my friend on her path.

Then there is Shobha. As an obstetrician she devoted her life to bringing in life, loving her patients and prioritizing their wellness. I see that in her youngest, who is committed to living a healthy life and loving those around her.

And there is Deane. Who raised three children and established family traditions that continue to live on with her children and their families. Those events are important to the fabric of their lives.

There is Jerry. He gave selflessly and generously to those in need. His son exemplifies that same giving spirit with those around him.

There is Gus. He loved his five children and worked hard to give them a better life than he had growing up. His work ethic and love for his children is mirrored in his son.

And finally, there is Bob, my dad. He dedicated his life to his faith, his family and his career. As a special educator, he worked to motivate students to be the best version of themselves and to experience success academically. I know I carry those same values with me every day. Looking to other sources of strength, loving my family and working tirelessly to ensure young people have a positive and supportive learning environment. I carry his legacy with me.

So what will be said about me when my workdays are done, and I eventually head into the never-ending sunset? I hope people remember my kindness, fierceness for justice, humility and confidence. I, like so many others, want to leave this world better than I found it, especially for the next generation(s).

My friends, as we toil with the end of the school year and all its chaos. I hope you remember what is most important. It’s not about getting all the papers graded or checking everything off your to do list. It’s about you, your health and wellness and then how you make people feel around you. What legacy are you leaving?