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One of life's true lessons! Amen.

  simply have to share this with you..  which I thought was pretty profound.  Within us we know this but do we really practice it?

Kindness, and connection cost nothing but your time but it leaves a mark on your book of life! Ahem🙂

Life is a strange, fleeting journey. One moment, you're the centre of attention, basking in the warmth of recognition; the next, you're a forgotten name, a whisper in the wind. This is the story of being a "ghost"—alive but unseen, remembered but forgotten.

Imagine returning to your high school after two decades. The corridors, once echoing with your laughter and footsteps, now seem foreign. You walk through, hoping to relive those cherished memories. But instead of familiar faces and warm greetings, you're met with blank stares. The walls don't speak of your triumphs, the classrooms don't recall your debates, and the teachers who once praised you have long retired or moved on. A young student stops and asks, "Can I help you? Are you lost?" You realize, in this place where you once belonged, you are now a stranger.

The same goes for your workplace. Once, you were the star employee, the one who brought in clients, closed deals, and lit up the office. Now, returning after years, your name is forgotten, your achievements a distant memory. The new faces, the new stories—none of them include you. Even the old colleagues, if they remain, struggle to remember the details of your time there.

This ghostly transformation is not just limited to places; it extends to relationships too. Friends who were once inseparable drift apart. Time and distance weave their magic, and soon, even the closest bonds can fade. A once-cherished friend becomes a distant acquaintance, their life moving forward without you.

But this isn't a tale of despair—it's a profound life lesson. Life teaches us that everything is transient. Recognition, fame, and even close relationships are fleeting. What truly remains are the experiences we gather, the lessons we learn, and the impact we make, no matter how small or short-lived.

The lesson here is to embrace impermanence. Live fully, knowing that applause will fade, and memories will blur. Instead of chasing lasting recognition, focus on making genuine connections, *creating meaningful moments, and leaving positive impressions* in the lives of those you touch, even if only for a brief moment.

Being a ghost in life reminds us that it's not about being remembered forever. It's about the quality of the time we spend, the love we share, and the kindness we offer at the time. 
Even if one day, no one remembers your name, the ripples of your actions will continue to shape the world in ways you may never see.

So, live boldly, love deeply, and leave a *LEGACY OF GOODNESS*. Because in the end, it's not about being remembered; it's about making the journey worthwhile. CM.



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