There are days, pure lows when you can’t seem to figure out why your eyes feel heavy. Your heart beats a little heavy when that sad song comes on. Days when you think about the smallest details of a conversation with someone and analyze every moment of it.
When things don’t add up on paper when you felt confident you had the answer. After all life is an extremely complicated arithmetic equation with no set formula nor a similar result for any one person. There is one result that is a constant. You will die. Legacy is an interesting in between. Legacy isn’t built on fame it’s built on the few and far in between that you create a binding memory.
When that person 1000 miles away hears about your demise and feels shortness of breath. The small beating in their chest intensifies so quickly they can hear it almost as fluidly as a bass drum. The world around them so colorful and active becomes cold and morose. When your life ceases will it cause someone else to feel the same?
Legacy isn’t houses you’ve purchased or pennies you’ve put away like acorns in a squirrel’s nest. It’s the moments you’ve created with other human beings. It’s the life you created with another human being that depended on you for so long.
It’s the people far and few that can’t understand how the earth can still spin on its axis without you keeping it perfectly balanced.