He made my day.
I look at this photo often as I dearly miss my mother, and a very close friend passed last weekend. (In his sleep, in his bed next to the man who was the love of his life. JL made a graceful departure we would all want to happen to us.)
The photo makes me at least try to embrace the continuum of life. What's the phrase? One day at a time.
Look around you and seek inspiration from the little things. (For me, it was from this under-3-feet-tall person calling me in the middle of the day to say hello and "I love you, Bebe.")