As we head into a new year and finish not only an old year, but an entire decade, I’ve begun reflecting on what it is that defines who we are.
It really all stemmed from a passage in Mitch Albom’s most recent best-selling book “Finding Chika: A Little Girl, an Earthquake, and the Making of a Family” in which he writes:
What we carry defines who we are. And the effort we make is our legacy.
What we carry. That could be anything from a child to a pet. It could be a paper bag or a Gucci handbag. A grudge or grief. You could carry love in your heart or you could carry hate. But whatever it is you carry, large, small, heavy, light, physical, emotional, it will define who you really are. Especially if you decide to carry hate over love.
As for the effort we make in what we carry becoming our legacy, I guess it all comes down to what you put into the stuff you carry. In Mitch’s case he carried Chika because she got to the point where she could no longer walk. I’d like to believe that is something any human being would do for another, if needed. Truly leaving a positive legacy.
Many people do not realize, or maybe do not care, that the hate they effuse will leave a legacy as well. A negative one.
In life we all will be carriers at some point. It’s what we decide to carry and how we carry it that will truly define us.