Towards the end of his life, my grandpa told me he carried around a little index card. That index card had a simple drawing of two straight lines with a small d

Towards the end of his life, my grandpa told me he carried around a little index card. That index card had a simple drawing of two straight lines with a small dot in the middle. He said he used it to remind him that the only thing he had control over was that little dot in the middle. The rest was outside of his control. Acceptance of death is as much about accepting that we only have today and should focus on steering it in the best direction we can as it is about accepting there is an end. Don’t beat yourself up over your feelings or past conversations that you feel influenced his decision.