It’s the last one. Yup, hold on a minute now. I’ll get my eyes adjusted. You people watching don’t understand it. I didn’t understand it either till I got older, this is terrible. To laugh often and much, to win the respect of intelligent people and affection of children, to earn the appreciation of honest critics, and endure betrayal of false friends, to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others, to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a deemed social condition, to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. To know that one life has breathed easier because you have lived. That’s a little girl I said goodbye to and went to heaven eight days after I met her. That’s what that means.
