When I die, I hope that the life I was able to live was a life of meaning. This is partially reflected on the people whom I had positively influenced. I understand that the things I said and did and accomplished will soon be drowned in time, but I hope that I will be remembered for how I made the people I encountered in my life feel, no matter they are a short acquaintance, or a close confidant, or anything in between. Were they built up through their interactions with me or did I put them down. I hope the answer to that is I made them feel loved, cared for, empowered, encouraged. The relationships I created, sustained, and restored; at the end of the day, that is what makes me happy and that is what people are going to remember when they think of me. I hope that some of the values I hold true throughout my life, values such as discipline, tenacity, faith, boldness, will be carried down to the people who sees those embodied in me, that somehow, they can learn from the places I did well on as well as the places I failed at, both are equally important, and they will be able to benefit in some way.