“What Will Your Legacy Be?” is the question August poses as our theme for this month.
Three generations have farmed the same homestead where I grew up. My father took over farming it from his father and my brother now farms with his son today.
The land is their legacy.
My sisters tease me about my lack of expertise when it came to various farm chores. The majority of my chores were in the house doing the dishes, setting the table, dusting, and cleaning our bedrooms upstairs (one small bedroom for my two brothers, and the other larger one of my three sisters and myself). My outside chores were limited, but I did have some responsibilities like most farm kids.
I hated being pecked by the chickens when I had to gather eggs. I just never developed the knack to not ruffle feathers!
I lacked upper body strength, so my job during baling was driving the little Ford tractor back and forth to pull the bales into the hayloft. It was a treacherous job because I had to go in reverse about a half a short block in a semi-straight line making sure to miss the pump house (pictured above), a tree, and stop just short of the back door of our house. That was the only time I was trusted behind the wheel of a tractor.
When I graduated from high school, the college track was not assumed for everyone Only a few of us had aspirations that required a college degree or specific education: doctor, teacher, or nurse. The rest of us were expected to get a job and get on with the business of life. We were eager to make our mark on the world. I was encouraged to go for a One Year Secretarial Certificate as being a writer was just not practical for someone with my ordinary abilities.
I’ve now come to realize that the process had already begun…this creating of a legacy…as soon as our first breath…the story of our life begins. And the transition from ordinary to extraordinary happens simultaneously.
Your legacy isn’t the “stuff” we accumulate; it’s the stuff of every single minute of every day. Your legacy is how you treat others, your loved ones, business associates, Mother Earth, and yourself with respect, compassion and kindness. Sometimes it may take every ounce of creativity and inspiration to keep your stuff together for this challenging part of your story, but having faith that whatever is bugging you will pass helps you to stay focused on living your beautiful legacy of the story of a life well-lived.
My legacy is sharing ongoing stories…my own and helping you share yours.
A legacy can be an inheritance, an heirloom, heritage, birthright, money, or the gift you leave behind which defies naming a monetary value.
How will you be remembered?
- for making fabulous birthday cakes?
- for making a house a home?
- for inspiring young minds to explore new worlds?
- for planting seeds that grow to feed hungry minds and bodies?
- for writing about the issues to cause great change?
I’m curious. Please share below…what is the story of your legacy?