leg·a·cy (noun): a summary of who we are, left as a gift for the world
He arrived every morning at 7:30, shirt neatly pressed, perfectly curled handlebar mustache framing a soft, welcoming grin. When he asked, “how are you doing?”… and my answer was “fine”,… he would always respond, “tell me more”. He worked tirelessly. If you were lucky enough to help him with a project… he’d explain the problem, ask for ideas, then encourage effort and praise good work. He often joined me and my friends at our lunch table, chuckling at our 5th grade burp & fart humor. Sometimes he’d share stories if we asked, but he mostly just sat quietly and listened. Above all, rather than treating us as kids who made his job tougher, he always took time to stop and see us for who we could become…. and helped us see the same.
jan·i·tor (noun): caretaker (of far more than buildings). gift-giver. Mr. Williams.
We can get stuck thinking about how we can make a difference… finding our purpose… Or, we can begin doing… living every moment with purpose, connecting with others, and letting our legacy find us.
So… what will be the sum of moments that define you? And, when will you begin?
you (noun): ______________________.
P.S. On pizza or taco days, Mr. Williams would sneak a small bottle of Tabasco sauce from the kitchen… and we got to share… as long as the lunch ladies didn’t find out.