That’s what I want to know the answer to the day that I die.
Not “How much money did I make?”, “How big was my house?” or “How many hours did I log playing Zelda?”
Now, having money and comfort are important. And, I happen to love video games.
But when it comes down to it, not being able to answer the question of “Whose life did I change?” would scare me.
This is the kind of thing that gives your life purpose.
If you’re feeling a bit down reading this, like, perhaps you’re lacking a little purpose, I have good news for you.
You don’t have to quit your job and join the Navy Seals or start a soup kitchen to develop purpose.
What’s one problem that you’re having, or, that you have solved?
Chances are, someone very close to you is having that problem too.