Earlier this week I was thinking about a legacy. I have things in my house that remind me of almost every member of my family- I wear the same plain gold wedding band that my grandmother did for 45 years before my grandfather died Not long ago I was able to track down a doll cradle that my grandfather made me. I had people who told me I should refinish it but I didn't want to because it was the pink paint that Grandpa put on it. I have pictures and things that help me remember...My family's legacy is love through all things. My siblings and I may not get along all the time but when it comes down to it we are there for each other. My husband has become part of that legacy. When hubby's dad died my brother took off work to be here for him. One of the few times that I have seen hubby cry.
My legacy thought was when I was making cucumbers and onions in vinegar and water. I eat this like it is a gold covered truffle. Every time I make it I think of my Grandma. I was fortunate enough to have her around the corner from me, the majority of my happy memories are at her house. Who do I have to eat cucumbers and onions with me? Who am I going to give my doll cradle to?
My hubby and I want to be foster parents, we are in the process of it all. We want to be parents. We never got pregnant and no we did not find out why. We left it in Gods and and He has called us to love others children and we know that one day possibly one of those children will be ours and we will give them a family. A home they can come too when they are far away. A place were they know they are loved.
There is a song called Legacy by Nicole Nordeman
And I enjoy an accolade like the rest
You could take my picture and hang it in a gallery
Of all who's who and so-n-so's that used to be the best
At such'n'such ... it wouldn't matter much
I won't lie, it feels alright to see your name in lights
We all need an 'Atta boy' or 'Atta girl'
But in the end I'd like to hang my hat on more besides
The temporary trappings of this world
I want to leave a legacy
How will they remember me?
Did I choose to love? Did I point to You enough
To make a mark on things?
I want to leave an offering
A child of mercy and grace who
blessed your name unapologetically
And leave that kind of legacy
I don't have to look too far or too long awhile
To make a lengthly list of all that I enjoy
It's an accumulating trinket and a treasure pile
Where moth and rust, thieves and such will soon enough destroy
Not well traveled, not well read, not well-to-do or well bred
Just want to hear instead, "Well Done" good and faithful one...
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So how are people going to remember me? I want to the person that my nieces and nephews look back on in 20 years and have them say...she was always there (man she got on my nerves) she supported me as much as she could. I want to kids that i am involved in that they are loved. My nieces and nephews are so loved that it moves me to tears at times. It has behooved me that I did not get to know my oldest nephew enough. He turned out much like his parents, beautiful (handsome) with some wicked red hair, he is very gracious and understanding. I would love to know this man that my brother somehow produced and am determined that i will know him better. And face book it helping greatly
Maybe that will be my legacy- to love others children so much they know it. Maybe i will have a child on my own and I will learn their scars and they will learn my scars, then one day they will be our scars and we can tell our stories.and one day we will eat cucumbers and onions together and recall our own story.
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So this is off track from before but it happens to me when I'm on the edge of strangeness- Strange thought that leap randomly through my head.
I was watching NCIS - I man really who doesn't like NCIS and I was wondering if when we for children if I would have to watch Hanna Montana instead of NCIS? I really like picking out what to watch on tv
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I am so glad you're doing this!! It's an honor to get to read someone's inner thoughts...an "online diary" if you will. This song is especially important to me...as it came out when Rachael Talley died and I was heartbroken. But it always makes me think about this sort of thing myself. (not to mention I butchered singing it at my baccalaureate) I can only speak for myself, but I know I will remember you, your life, and the unique mark you've left on mine LOONG after you're gone. :D
ReplyDeleteand of course you would have picked NCIS!!