If you can't laugh, what's the point?

Last week, I wrote about how you can't outperform a system engineered to misread you. This week I'm turning my attention to what gives me hope right now.

My 98-year-old grandma has a line she repeats to me nearly every time we talk, for as long as I can remember: "If you can't laugh, what's the point?" It's something I live by. She has lived through a great deal of strife, and has spent the better part of the past ten years confined to where she lives due to medical treatment and macular degeneration, which hits especially hard when independence and travel have always been a core part of her identity.

While her body has suffered, her mind has not.

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