Hullo! We often think of love as something that lives in the present, exchanged between partners, family, or friends, but it also stretches forward in ways we may never fully see. I was recently at a work conference, where a presenter spoke about the idea that we will someday be the ancestors of those who come after us. The thought of love as an act of stewardship really stuck with me, where every kindness becomes part of the legacy we leave for others.
Ancestry often conjures images of family trees and faded photographs, yet each of us will leave traces that continue far beyond our own lifetimes. The way we love others, and the way we love ourselves, shapes the world we share through the lives we lead, the care…
