We must live the best life we can

You have seen it. Before you lies a great stretch of road and it is windswept, or blasted by the hot sun, or covered in snow, or it is dirt or concrete, or shrouded in darkness or bright and clear so you have to squint. But no matter what... it feels utterly empty. But there are sons who have lost mothers and mothers who have lost sons. So we must live the best life we can