How do you want to be remembered?

Portrait of Alfred Nobel (1833-1896) by Gösta ...

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About a hundred years ago, a man looked at the morning newspaper and to his surprise and horror, read his name in the obituary column. The news papers had reported the death of the wrong person by mistake.

 

His first response was shock. Am I here or there? When he regained his composure, his second thought was to find out what people had said about him. The obituary read, “Dynamite King Dies.” And also “He was the merchant of death.”

 

This man was the inventor of dynamite and when he read the words “merchant of death,” he asked himself a question, “Is this how I am going to be remembered?”

 

He got in touch with his feelings and decided that this was not the way he wanted to be remembered. From that day on, he started working toward peace. His name was Alfred Nobel and he is remembered today by the great Nobel Prize.

 

Just as Alfred Nobel got in touch with his feelings and redefined his values, we should step back and do the same.

 

What is your legacy?

How would you like to be remembered?

Will you be spoken well of?

Will you be remembered with love and respect?

Will you be missed?

 

In reading the above story and questions, which I found on the internet – it reminds me also that we have no control over others – so this whole exercise is really only about us – and the life we want to live now.

 

Friday funny:

A true story from the pages of the Manchester Evening Times . . .

Last Wednesday, a passenger in a taxi heading for Salford station leaned

over to ask the driver a question and gently tapped him on the shoulder to

get his attention.

 

The driver screamed, lost control of the cab, nearly hit a bus, drove up

over the curb and stopped just inches from a large plate window.

 

For a few moments everything was silent in the cab. Then the shaking

driver said “Are you OK? I’m so sorry, but you scared the daylights out of

me.”

 

The badly shaken passenger apologized to the driver and said, “I didn’t

realize that a mere tap on the shoulder would startle someone so badly.”

 

The driver replied, “No, no, I’m the one who is sorry, It’s entirely my

fault. Today is my very first day driving a cab. I’ve been driving a hearse

for 25 years.”

 

How will this guy be remembered and by whom?

Remember you create your day by the way you think! Make it magnificent!

 

Blessings, Shawna

www.RelationalResults.com

 

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~ by Shawna Schuh on September 30, 2011.

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