The Legacy Begins...

I remember seeing that slogan on the t-shirts that my son's middle school was selling last year. It was the premiere year for the school and they were trying to instill pride and spirit in the new school. Last year, my son's team lost every game that they played. needless to say, the legacy felt a bit off.

This year, they won their first game of the season and subsequently, the first game in the schools history. My youngest son, Matt, was with me during the game and felt anxiety and stress as he routed his brother and the team on. He sat by and watched and cheered and no matter what happened and how much he wanted to, he couldn't help out. In the end, the Falcons won 6-2!

In reflecting on this; it's a lot like life and how we raise our children. We train them and then when the big game comes, we release them and cheer and route for them from the sidelines. Although we may get to help from time to time, we have to resign ourselves that we cannot play the game for our kids; that is something that they must do for themselves.

What is your legacy and who are you leaving it to?