The wind catches that same car door and bashes it into a colleague’s mirror. Ding! That leaves a mark.
She bonks her head on a half open door in the dark. Ouch! That’s going to leave a mark.
A stain is left on the kitchen table from something that spilled. It is a permanent mark. What’s the saying? It’s not a party until …
The kids play basketball with white soled shoes, so they don’t leave marks from the action on the court.
Then there are tattoos.
What is the quote used in this blog before? From The Replacements and Shane Falco,
“Pain heals. Chicks dig scars. Glory ... lasts forever.”
In the end, all one has is the glory; the memories, moments, expectations, and influences left with others. It is fairly easy to get crazed up about the daily social schedule, status, the perfect house decorations, and expensive gifts at Christmas.
Ultimately, that is all fuzzy stuff. In the end it is not real. The impact of a life and work is the mark one leaves with other people. It could be the art one makes or a simple, honest handshake. It might be a powerful seminar that gets one pumped to work even harder or a quiet road trip with a lover that can/will be talked about for years to come. It is a memory of yard work with dad and cooking with mom. It is keeping a promise and, hopefully, the strength in telling the kids ‘no’ sometimes. And, in return it’s Zuzu’s petals.
It might be simplistic, but the experiences one creates are definitive. To slip silently and unnoticed into the grave might be the worst scenario of all. So, make your good mark. Today! Everyday!
Bumps happen. Things get fixed and forgotten. But leaving a mark in this scrapbook called life gets talked about. Make it a good one.
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