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Life is for the living and death is for the dead The motivation to live is for those still living The motivation to die is for the one who died on you The grief of losing the love of your life to death causes your desire to live to die Leaving only the deep desire to die Seemingly that being the only way to be where he now is And the only desire to live comes from the living around you Little infant grunts, resilient fists, unblinkingly alert eyes, loud crying and the cutest catlike mewling from a 14 day old nephew Giving purpose one day at a time to a 27 day old widow