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Hi Playmakers,
Legacy is a word we hear a lot, especially in business.
But the kind of legacy I’ve been thinking about this week has nothing to do with titles or trophies. It’s the kind you build quietly, without applause. The kind that looks like showing up, day after day, for people who might never fully understand the weight you carried for them.
My mom dropped out of high school and was a cashier for 32 years. She didn’t love it. In fact, she hated it.
But my dad was blind and someone had to keep food on the table to feed us kids. So she went to work. Every day. Without breaks, without complaints, without ever making it about herself.