What do you think is the meaning of life?<br />
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That is a subjective question if I ever saw one.  In my opinion, life is a temporary stage of the soul, that soul that we acquired at birth and that escaped our body at death.  My mother used to say that life was the Purgatory, very understandable feeling for a woman born in 1915, who lived through The Great Depression, having to leave her 22-year-old daughter and 10-month old grandson  at age 45 to never see them again.<br />
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Now, at age 80 and with my sister-in-law Mariana having just died on 6 February 2023, only days ago as I write this,  when all the friends of my youth and relatives with whom I had contact gone, Miriam and I, still relatively healthy, can not help but think that there is nobody left who knew us while we were growing up.<br />
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I reflect, as surely do all who reach my age, about what comes after death.  Faith is of great help there, it give us certainty where nobody knows for sure, hope when science reaches its limits.<br />
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I certainly hope and expect that after the transition from my body to eternity, my soul will rejoice while meeting Pablo, my parents, Manolo, Elena, Pepe and so many others that have gone before me.<br />
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