To me, legacy is defined as “Save nothing!”
I don’t think my daughter wants any of my possessions when my life is done, and I’m not upset one bit.
She has her own style and doesn’t prefer the antiques with carved legs that I adore, furniture made solidly at a time when crafting was an art.
I respect her choice, and she respects mine. Because of that, I’m exercising care to savor all I have and be frugal with purchases from this date forward.
- I’m wearing everything. There will be no clothing, jewelry, or footwear in my closet with tags that represent my purchase without it ever being worn.
- I’m sitting on everything. Every chair, stool, couch, and horizontal surface will have supported my butt numerous times.
- I’m touching everything. All of my possessions will show wear. At the end, it will be tattered, frayed, and worn down to the nub.
This goal didn’t just begin, but it has been magnified since reading several articles about how young people want their own style choices and not hand-me-downs from family members.
I recall my family claiming treasured items that were owned by deceased loved ones, and I believe that practice still occurs today without media reports about the transition.
Instead, published articles such as this one and this one (video included) focus on legacy’s climate change and how young people idolize particle board furniture rather than what we more-mature individuals consider as goods made with quality workmanship.
Some of the comments beneath the articles are insightful, explaining that younger generations live in smaller dwellings that do not accommodate the home furnishings once coveted as “must haves.” That’s a valid point to consider when your lifestyle is much different than theirs.
Like you, I’m grateful for my possessions. Nothing I own is taken for granted. Spending has decreased because I have all that I want in the possession column unless something unexpectedly breaks or wears down so much that it needs replacement, and in most cases, the replacement will be a well-taken-care-of, second-hand item.
I’m not saying that I don’t deserve brand new stuff. Washing machines, stoves, and refrigerators are in that category. What’s new and what’s not is subjective, a decision you make based on your lifestyle. I know my preferences, and so do you.
Take a look around your home. What do you own that you appreciate but rarely find time to touch, access, or wear? Is this the time in your life to take inventory of your wonderful possessions to ensure that you enjoy every one of them right now?
At the end of my journey, everything I own will bear scars, holes, and other evidence of a well-lived life. What’s your plan?