It seems to me a hazard of getting older, this contemplation of what we will leave behind after we exit this world. Some would call it a legacy. The other day I attended yet another funeral of a friend. It caused me to envision what my own funeral would be like, what would be said about me and how I would be remembered.
Our world is in great need of leadership. Are your grandchildren future leaders? I hope you view them that way, even if right now they’re spitting up on their clothes or throwing tantrums all the time.