Every time there is music in the air, every time there is a great guffaw of laughter from an absolutely terrible joke, every time a thoughtful and loving presence would make a difference in your lives. And that is an everyday occurrence, not an annual ritual. You honor me best by continuing to provoke and provide laughter and happiness. You honor me best by picking up the pieces of your lives and finding joy and happiness with each other, with your respective families. Honor me, if you must, by being happy.
Life is too short for anything else .
In the final analysis, you who remain should not feel too sad. It is I who should feel the pain of having been shortchanged. But death remains inevitable, and we can wonder only about small, statistically insignificant, fluctuations in its arrival time.