This is all kinds of goodness.
Life is a river, they also say, and everything depends upon where you step into it. I mean, it matters a LOT! But there are some who insist life has no meaning–strange for something so carefully constructed!
How many of the people you knew five years ago are still in your life? Ten years ago? Twenty-five years ago? Will you ever be ten years old again? Can you buy your sixteenth birthday? Can you visit your cousin who’s long passed away?
Tell people you love them. Fulfill your purpose.
And if you don’t love anyone? Try.