Doing Much, Accomplishing Little of Note
I have done much, but in the long run accomplished little, or nothing, of duration or real note.
The only real contribution of lasting significance would be my three sons (and whatever portion of a part I played therein), and hopefully the benefit they may be to the universe.
I have struggled a fair bit to survive, but to what benefit?
Hopefully whatever the remainder that is left of me will be of more value.