At the end of life, what really matters is not what we bought, but what we built, not what we got, but what we shared, not our competence but our character, and not our success but our significance. Live a life that matters, live a life of love.
Someone was once asked about his motivation for life, and he replied, “Death. I mean death.”
In 100 years from now, both you who is reading this text and me writing would have been dead and our properties taking over by different people,
If you are luck to have had a child before you left, maybe your children or just some random people would take custody of your wealth.
When you rethink the essence of life, you will agree with me that life really does not have so much meaning that you would want to withhold anything to yourself.
As we sojourn through life, we should take certain things into consideration: we should invest more in buildings than on transactions; more on sharing than amassing, more on our significance than our success, and above all, we should live out of love.
Our transactions were justified at such point and that was the end of it. But for the things we build, they will stand the test of time and we will likely be remembered by them.
Like transactions, sharing they say is caring, what we share is greater than what we receive.
Above all, anything we do out of love is what really matters, show love and be loveable.