I met an interesting friend-of-a-friend last week visiting from Ireland.
His name is Paul.
A really nice guy that likes to talk a lot about life in general; topics like family, friends, work, travels, people all in an upbeat and positive sort of way. He’s the kind of person that would easily call you a 'good friend’ as an introduction to another after just meeting and speaking with you for a hour.
He makes a infectious and positive impression just from his upbeat attitude and outlook but probably doesn’t realize it.
This morning after my wife and kids made my annual Birthday breakfast, I found out Paul passed away last night from an epileptic seizure.
Paul was 38.
It really puts things in perspective when rushing through life: what kind of impression are we making to those around us? It could be one of many or possibly the last. How do we want people to remember us? We could have the best heart and intentions in the world, but what we do, what we say, how we act, our actions, how we treat others, our gratitude, acknowledging how blessed we are in life -- that's what matters.
I strive to leave that kind of lasting positive impression on others, as Paul left on me.