Extremes are dangerous, but then lately I've found that when life is FULL of varying emotional experiences it can be equally dangerous.
The last month or so have been quite a roller coaster of emotions. One minute I was incredibly excited and happy about getting the keys to my new apartment. The next (quite literally), my cousin called me with the news that my grandpa had passed away.
Amidst all the good, I haven't been able to shake the sadness. Amidst the sadness, I haven't lost sight of all the good in my life. It really is just a mixed bag. Life in a nutshell, right?
I wrote this on a flight to Hawaii to attend my grandfather's funeral this week. Having not seen my family in over a year, I'm incredibly grateful and excited to see them all. And in disbelief. About seeing them. About my grandpa really being gone.
My grandfather was born in China, and he came over to Hawaii on a boat when he was two years old.
He lived nearly 94 years, and even had great great grandkids. It's crazy to me to think that my family had six generations alive at once.
Thinking about my grandfathers' life made me realize how much of a legacy he leaves. How none of these five generations (and more to come, I'm sure) would be here without him. He was a different man to each of us, I think. But no matter the variation in his role, he influenced us all.
In one of my job interviews, I was asked,
"What will your legacy here be?"
I don't know how long I'll live and exactly what I'll do in my time, but I know this: I'm determined to make my life count for something. To be a positive presence in the lives of those around me. To push myself to never settle and always try harder and be better.
Life is the formation of our legacy. The thoughts we have, the decision we make, the actions we take, the art we create…they all determine what will be remembered of us long after we're gone.