We often picture legacy as something we leave behind: a name on a plaque, an inheritance, or a photograph on a shelf. But legacy isn’t only what we own. It’s who we companioned along the way. It’s a kind word remembered years later. A hand held steady through a difficult hour. The garden someone taught you to tend, still blooming. The comfort of knowing you weren’t alone when it mattered most. These are the moments that outlast us, the ones nobody plans, and everybody remembers. What imprint do you want to leave on the people you love, your community, and the world around you?