“How does ‘good’ apply to the worst of losses: the death of a loved one? It is easy to think that there is nothing ‘good’ in death. But then I remember the people I have lost throughout my life: the memories of them, the experiences, the fun, their unique personalities, and everything they gave me. Not only in their life, but in their death. What their life taught me, and what their death taught me. The mark they have left on me. And I realized, there is good; even in death.”

Jocko Willink, Discipline Equals Freedom (Page 62)