I am the eldest daughter of Betty Johnson. I live at Providence Place, a senior residence in Holyoke, MA. I recently learned that one of our new arrivals had lived and raised her family in the neighboring town of South Hadley, my home town.
My mother, the physical educator, had taught her children to jump rope in elementary school. In fact, as the force of nature my mother was, she had the whole town jumping rope, something her students remember to this day.
It was a total “kick” listening to my new neighbor tell me about the reaction of her son when she shared that she was living in a community with Mrs. Johnson’s daughter. After 50 years, my mother’s legacy lives on, just because of who she was. Her lifelong passion to keep people healthy, moving, and having fun, left an indelible mark on the individual lives she touched. (And, this is not the first person from whom I’ve heard a similar story.)
Now, at 77, I’m aware that my remaining days are numbered. What will be my legacy? I still have things I want to do. To the extent that they’ll ripple out, I have no idea. What about you?
What’s your later-in-life passion and how do you want to share it?
Better yet, what’s your intention and how do you intend to live it?
I’m planning to age gracefully, die well and help others do the same… meaning not leave a mess for my survivors. I want to write and publish two books that reside in my soul. I want to fill my days with nourishing activities, such that as I age, I remain a cheerful companion to friends and family.
Who knows what my “legacy” will be? Whether I am remembered for them or not, I’m content with what I deem as worthy ways to be in the world for my remaining days.
How about you?