The fear driven by the thought of post-existential life often diverts ones focus onto stressors that we cannot control. When a life exits this plane of existence, we are given choice of reaction and action. Do we accept our material selves have an expiration date? Do we mourn in rememberance of their life? Do we visit the organic mass that lays in a box? We say we accept the inevitable, yet, we trade an hour with the polished oak for nothing of importance. For example; if your late grandfather taught you how to swing a golf club; can his physical self still teach you how to swing? If you go out onto the green alone and swing with a memory; have you taught yourself, or did learn together? Memories are constantly made after ones passing and tears are meant to be in celebration. To accept the duality of this cycle is the equivalent of achieving your ultimate goal.