For many years my wife Shelly and I walked the Susan G. Komen 3-Day, which is a 60-mile fundraising event to help raise money for breast cancer research.
In 2010 the theme for the event was a song by Lady Antebellum, called “I Was Here.” This isn’t particularly one of their most popular songs, but I can tell you it definitely left a mark on me.
At the time, it resonated with me from a philanthrophic standpoint — that by doing whatever I can to help save the lives of unknown women would make me feel like I was doing something special.
I wanna do something better, with the time I’ve been given and I wanna try to touch a few hearts in this life.
But as I get older, the song is starting to take on a different meaning.
I turn 40 in December, and the reality of dying has been ever so present in my mind lately. Probably too present, and I cannot stop thinking about it.
I’m sure going to see The Fault in Our Stars didn’t help the matter.
My love for people, especially those who are close to me, runs very deep. I want to be as intentional as I can, because at any given moment, I may no longer have the chance that I currently take for granted.
And I know that I will do more than just pass through this life — I’ll leave nothing less than something that says “I was here.”
That’s exactly what I want to be remembered by. I want the legacy that I leave to be as profound and evident as possible.
So here’s to saying how much you mean to me. Each and every one of you.