And sometimes I find myself wondering if it's all worthwhile. What is the purpose of life and why are we all struggling in one way or another to reach the same dead end. And why is it that good people die first? I believe the answer to that question is simple. These people have learned from their mistakes and have at least realized the change that they need to bring about in their attitude towards the others around them. After the pain, the disappointments and struggles they have been able to remain profoundly good and selfless. And that's the simple purpose of us being here. That's the mission and that's the challenge. That is also the tragedy of life. Maybe those people are destined for a higher purpose and their life here is simply a short test, just to make sure that they are the right ones. After all, staying good in times like these takes courage and soul. And these have to be honoured by remembering. "We're meant to lose the people we love. How else would we know how important they are to us?"