Legacy…to me this means something of value you give to your relatives or friends when you pass away. I really don’t have much to offer my family in this respect. This year when my granddaughter turned 16, I gave her my gold circle locket necklace that has my initials and birthdate on it which I received at a 16th birthday, 60 years ago. If that’s considered a legacy then so be it.
We have moved so much and I have two storage units but there’s rarely anything in there that I would consider to have enough value to give or leave to anyone.
When my mom died, I wanted something but really received nothing except a pair of earrings and it saddens me to see pics of my three sister’s homes with items I might wish to have had. But I lived two thousand miles away and that was the excuse.
When my father died there were items that I would’ve like to have given my grandkids but his new wife sold or gave away to strangers all of his things. Even a family bible to a stranger.
I’ve already told my family that if there’s anything they ever want just take it now because I don’t need it and if they can use it, have at it. My daughter and I were looking at jewelry yesterday for a steampunk party outfit and I looked at my plain white gold wedding band and asked her, “well I wonder if they’ll cremate me with this ring on or would you like to have it?” She looked at me and incredulously and said, “of course I’d want it”. And then we had a laugh because everybody in the family thinks I’m immortal because I’ve already died twice from meds reactions. So I guess problem solved.
Just like everything else in life if you want to survive you have to have a sense of humor.