What is the legacy you want to leave behind?
Blood is everything. Blut ist alles! Le Sang d’abord! Sângele primează!
I want, nay, scratch that. I need to leave an unencumbered inheritance to my daughter.
I want her to know that her papoune braved this wicked world with one goal alone in his mind: to pave the way for her family and make it easier if not for her generation at least for her children.
I need her to know that no sacrifice is too high for one’s children and that she needs to remember that.
She needs to know it for herself.
And she needs to know that others operate on the same level.
I should like to be able to contemplate her children and if lucky, even their own offspring. I should like that above all things terrestrial.
I want my daughter to realize that we are small links in the great chain of life and that our ancestors speak through us from the depth of time.
Old Romans used to keep the death masks of their forefathers and foremothers. They used to keep these in the corridor leading from their front door inside their inner sanctum. This was their calling card. And this is also why and where some of us keep our family photos. They are reminders of times past and noble effigies of our heritage.
I want my daughter to inherit my worldly possessions and this sense of belonging that makes me proud of my family name.
I want her to be just like me in this respect if not in others.
Although knowing her I see she is a fighter and capable of defending her own position and stature in life.
I wish God gave me the years to be able to see this in my grandchildren. With His Will, I hope to see my life’s work bear the fruits of my diligence.
Amen!
Götterdämmerung 