I just finished reading, for the second time, the book Man’s Search for Meaning by Viktor Frankl. I had read the young readers’ version as screening for a younger audience, but the book was so good that I decided to read the grown up’s version too. I confess I felt a little sad when I turned to the last page and there wasn’t anymore to read. I wanted more.
 
Frankl was a psychiatrist and a Holocaust survivor who taught that life has meaning even in the most miserable conditions, such as, in his case, a prisoner at a concentration camp during Nazy occupation.
 
Ultimately the question is not what can life do for you, but what is your responsibility to life itself? The answer is individual, but there is something to life that you and only you can do. You have value and have purpose.
 
I strongly recommend this book. It’s eye opening and encouraging, something we need in today’s world where we are faced with depression, anxiety, stress, disappointment, and so many negative emotions and thoughts. The words and ideas are very human. Approachable. Make sense. They takes us right to the light at the end of the tunnel. 
 
If I could explain the book in one sentence it would be that there is a beautiful meaning to everyone’s lives at every single moment of our existence, whether good or bad.