Seeking and Finding What Matters
Someone asked me about 10 years ago what I would like written on my epitaph. I responded immediately without even hesitating. “Good mother, good wife, good daughter, good friend.”
He was surprised at my answer. Not as surprised as I was, though. Most people, he said, talked about their careers. Funny, I hadn’t even thought about that. When did it all change? I’ve been pondering the question ever since, asking myself what really matters to me? What are my priorities? What are my goals? What gives my life meaning?

