Life and death feel very close to me, with my brother’s yartzeit and my father’s heart attack, and my clients…

I’m thinking about – how do we want to be remembered?

Who is it most important that we are remembered by?

What’s most important in our lives?

You can judge that by the amount of time you give to things and people.

I once heard a rabbi say that wherever your feet are, that’s where you give the most attention. When people say their family is most important, but their feet happen to be at work most of the time, that’s a better indication of what’s most important to them.

We can rationalize. I did this for years. I’m working several jobs so that I can provide for my family. It was true, but work was getting more of me than my family did. Do we want to be remembered as good workers? Do we want to be remembered as good providers? Do we want to be remembered as people available to others? Do we want to be remembered as selfless or selfish?

Do we want to be remembered by our names on buildings? Do we want to be remembered by our children and our grandchildren and their children as somebody who was kind.

I think a lot of people don’t take the time to think about how they want to be remembered. And once they forgive it out, do they live accordingly? It would be a great act of commitment to follow through on one’s word.

I’m thinking about how I want to be remembered. Who is it most important to me that I be remembered by?

It seems much easier sometimes to do things for strangers than to do things for people close to us.

I’m thinking about a person who people generally see in the pinkest of light. But I know this person differently. I know this person from a much closer relationship. And a part of this person is not all those great words spoken about them. There’s a dark side that few know.

How do we want to be remembered? Who do we want to be remembered by?