There is a reason God limits our days.' 'Why?' 'To make each one precious. - Mitch Albom

"Now that child reminds me of something our sages taught. When a baby comes into the world, it's hands are clenched, right? Like this?"
He made a fist.
"Why? Because a baby, not knowing any better, wants to grab everything, to say 'The whole world is mine.'
"But when an old person dies, how does he do so? With his hands open. Why? Because he has learned the lesson."
What lesson? I asked.
He stretched open his empty fingers.
"We can take nothing with us.

Sharing tales of those we've lost is how we keep from really losing them.

The end of loneliness is when someone needs you. And the world is so full of need.