C Love's blog: "Pass Me Over"

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For each of us eventually whether we are ready or not, someday this Life will end.

There will be no minutes, hours, or days

All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten

Will pass to someone else

Your wealth fame and temporal power

Will shrivel to irrelevance

It will not matter what you’ve owned or owed

Your grudges, resentments, frustrations, and jealousies

Will finally disappear

So to your goals, plans, and “to do list” will expire

The “wins and losses” that once seemed so important will fade away

It won’t matter where you came from

Or on which side of the tracks you lived at the end

It won’t matter if you’re beautiful or brilliant

Even your gender or skin color will be irrelevant

What will matter is not what you bought

But what you built

Not what you got

But what you gave

What will matter is not your success

But your significance

What will matter is not what you’ve learned

But what you’ve taught

What will matter is your every act of

Integrity, compassion, courage, or sacrifice

That enriched, empowered, and encouraged others to emulate your example

What will matter is not your competence

But your character

What will matter are not your memories

But the memories of those who Love you.