Hey There,

Got a quick personal story.

My uncle passed away from cancer recently. After attending his funeral last weekend, I have been thinking about death and the meaning of life.

You see, my uncle was a simple man. His only job was cutting men’s hair for his entire adult life. He was the friendly barber down the street and that’s all he ever wanted to do. He loved chatting with his customers and making them smile and laugh.

He was married to my Aunt for 47 years since his early 20s. From what I can tell, they were madly in love the entire time and that’s all he ever wanted.

They weren’t able to have kids, so they put all that love and attention into family and friends. He was at every birthday, anniversary, and graduation.

Looking back over all our memories, I can’t think of one time that he treated anyone poorly. He was a model of kindness. In conversation, he would ask questions and listen with intent. Not waiting for his turn to talk.

At the funeral, I heard stories of how he had a positive impact on others. It reminded me of all the lessons I’d learned from him.

He didn't walk around preaching what you should and shouldn’t do, he set a great example and lived it day in and day out.

I realized many people talk about their values. Few people live their values.

The kind of person you are is the sum your actions. Each person you meet is a golden opportunity to spread love and kindness.

Here's my big takeaway:

Your life is meaningful to anyone who is better for knowing you.

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-Stephen

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