In believing we live more

It makes me cry seeing that only when a person is about to die will she be really appreciated by those she loved. In death all that we ever thought important becomes nothing but a forgotten memory buried with a lifeless body. In a way, many of us are barely breathing as we struggle with the harsh realities that we face each day. Still, there are many things that we ought to be grateful for. Beyond what we feel and what we see, there is a certain joy in knowing that all the best is yet to come.