AFTERWARD

Perhaps the greatest tribute to those who are gone is to live fully, completely, without holding back.

Maybe the real way to honor them is to surrender to the rhythm of time—allowing things to unfold as they must, devoting yourself wholeheartedly to the present.

One day, my breath will stop, my heart will fall silent, and I will fade into the currents of life. When that moment comes, you may no longer hear me, see me, or remember me.

And yet, I accept it all.

This journey was always meant to be walked alone in the end. So, when your time comes, I hope you find your way home in peace.

If today were your last day, what would you wish you had done? What is stopping you from doing it now?