The last six months of my father's life, I visited him every week in his rehab facility. He was desperately trying to get well enough to return home. Because of his Parkinson's disease he could no longer swallow and as a result couldn't eat normally. But he could talk. And we would talk for hours every time I visited him.
To millions of beloved readers, Jeff Zaslow was the advice columnist who replaced Ann Landers and the bestselling author who captured our hearts with moving books like The Last Lecture with Randy Pausch. But to me and countless other writers, Jeff was a devoted mentor who gave countless hours of his time and energy to help aspiring authors.
I am working on building strength. Not just strength to survive incredible hardships like my mother, but strength to thrive. I have the audacity to reach and fail, and come back reaching higher. I am looking forward to seeing my daughter find her way. I am looking forward to hearing her dreams and seeing her steps.
This winter I invited the women who were in legacy facilitator training with me to do a short writing exercise, not for the purpose of discerning values, but to provide a sense of generations, an appreciation of life and our mortality, and to address two of our universal needs: wanting to be known and remembered.