What is the legacy you want to leave behind?

I came from families with two different backgrounds and points of views.

My mother’s family was poor, so my mother’s mindset is still that way. She has more than enough currently, but still feels she is lowly.

My father’s family is wealthy, especially my abuela. However, my father was greedy and spoiled. He died fairly young, as he was 54. But he didn’t squander the wealth my abuela left for the family. He did as he pleased and carved his own path. He was a locally loved artist in his younger years. A dreamer. One of the major reasons I believe so deeply in myself.

When I started my career, I wanted to show my children that anything was possible. I have done just that. I also wanted to have money for them.

As an heiress, such a thing occurred. I still pinch myself because I have a sibling – he is mentally handicapped though. I didn’t get along well with my dad at times, but it was clear he had no animosity towards me upon his passing.

It isn’t just money or books that I’d like to be apart of my legacy though.

Love. I want there to be this explanation of love. I have tasted from every spoon available and none is as sweet or as steadfast as true love. Not fairytale love. Not Hollywood movie love. Not high school love.

Actual love. A legacy of forgiveness, passion, compassion, and understanding. Something that withstands past the family jewels and money, even. A story my children, and their children tell their children who spread the story further so that strangers are taken up by it, and roll the thoughts around in their heads.

So that they wonder as they wander how to build a legacy of love as well. Love for my children up to my fiancé. There is plenty of love to around.