Life is indeed a precious gift, although it’s somewhat ephemeral, with it, there’s a kind of hope.
I lost a friend yesterday, and I just haven’t been myself. He was such a light. One that spoke fondly of his scintillating dreams, a young star the world would be proud to see. But, he just slept after a few days of illness, and never woke up. So when I see people being grateful for life, I think I have read a few posts about gratitude today, the write up becomes blurry.

I hope we all have life, a long and peaceful one, so we can achieve every other thing there is to be achieved.