I’m listening to a personal finance podcast series geared towards the retirement set. It’s about how to think about your legacy or how others will remember your brief time on this planet.
I appreciate the fact that the host emphasizes positive, non-material contributions to people and places.
But in starting to think about my potential legacy, I get stuck on this question. Isn’t any consideration of legacy the byproduct of ego? Put differently, I suspect the better we manage our ego, the less concerned we’ll be with our legacy.
Again, I turn to my sissy who occasionally reminds me, “It’s not all about you.” But what if she’s only partially right. What if NONE of it is about me?
Odds are a few people will remember me for a little while. And then I’ll be forgotten. Probably like you.
It’s at this point that Dan, Dan The Transportation Man loses it and calls me a real downer. And I tell him I prefer the term “realist”.
Deciding I don’t know or care much about my legacy, I quit the podcast series midstream.