My brother and I keep having the same fight about what our grandmother 'would have wanted' for our family traditions and I'm starting to realize we're both using her memory to justify completely different visions of who we should be. We loved the same woman but we're carrying forward totally different versions of her wisdom.
More people experience this than they realize.
Different people can inherit completely different truths from the same beloved person, creating conflict over whose version of their legacy is real.
“Where Are You with What you take with you — the inner legacy that death carries away?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.