I’ve noticed how at funerals, no one talks about the financial accomplishments of the deceased—you know, whether they had good credit, or were the top salesman in their territory, or how they never missed a car payment.
By and large, people remember our personal interactions. They remember how we made them feel. They remember the times when we stood up for them, and those inspiring moments when we displayed a zest for life.
Knowing this, what if we lived today as though our personal interactions with friends, family, children, spouses, and strangers were the true measure of a successful life?
What if we treated each personal interaction and conversation and moment of inspiration that we have today as a precious opportunity to invest in our final impression as a human being?