One morning, my daughter ran down the stairs to the kitchen where I was making a batter for crepes. She said, "Mommy, I dreamed you died and I was crying."
"Oh sweetheart. Why were you crying," I asked. "You were gone and you did not teach me how to make chicken adobo!" Most of us, when facing the inevitability of our mortality, question what we can or should leave behind to remember us by. But is it about material things or is it about something we can build to make our presence felt by those dear to our hearts when we permanently say goodbye.
Here's an interesting read - Your Legacy, Legacy That Is Lived. https://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/meaningful-new-world/201608/your-legacy