Billions and billions of men and women have passed their time on this earth with no distinction, living lives of quiet desperation. They exist, with all their passions and loves, dreams and pains, and then… they die. No one notices. No one cares. Their lives were meaningless and had no impact.
I don’t believe any of that.
Yes, life is hard for many, and it often seems some lives have no value or meaning. But, I believe that in some way—maybe in many small unnoticed ways—each and every person who spends time on this earth has an impact on something or someone. I believe every moment of every life has meaning and purpose.