I used to think legacy was what you leave behind.

A list of things with your name on them. A highlight reel. A resume you can’t update anymore.

I thought it was buildings, titles, photos on somebody’s wall.

I thought it was the stories people told about you over barbecue and sweet tea, with just enough exaggeration to make you sound better than you were.

But here’s the thing about “behind”

it’s static.