Still, death is a great teacher. It's just too harsh. I wish i could tell you that through the tragedy I mined some undiscovered, life-altering absolute that I could pass on to you. I didn't. The cliches apply -- people are what count, life is precious, materialism is overrated, and the little things matter, live in the moment -- and I can repeat them to you ad nauseam. You might listen, but you won't internalize. Tragedy hammers it home. Tragedy etches into your soul. You might not be happier. But you will be better.