Life resembles a house of passage, a hotel where we arrive without having made a reservation and from which we leave without prior notice.
There is no sign to tell us the purpose of our stay, no manual to teach us how to make the most of the time we have left.
We look for meaning in the clocks, in the days that pass without rest and in the questions that often go unanswered.
In the end, however, it all comes down to a simpler truth: we do not live for ourselves alone.
We are a reflection in the eyes of others, a thread that weaves through the lives of those around us.
Sometimes, a simple smile from another person is enough to remind us why we are here.
There may be no definitive answers, but there are moments when the weight of the world becomes lighter, when we understand that we have been a light, if only for a brief moment, in someone else's life.
These moments are the ones that truly give meaning to our existence and connect us to others in a deep and meaningful way.