You can't substitute material things for love or for gentleness or for tenderness or for a sense of comradeship - Mitch Albom

This is a story about a man named Eddie and it begins at the end, with Eddie dying in the sun. It might seem strange to start a story with an ending. But all endings are also beginnings. We just don't know it at the time.

But ask yourself this: Have you ever lost someone you love and wanted one more conversation, one more chance to make up for the time when you
thought they would be here forever? If so, then you know you can go your whole life collecting days, and none will outweigh the one you wish you had
back.
What if you got it back?

If you're always battling against getting older, you're always going to be unhappy, because it will happen anyhow.