I reject the idea that lives are meaningless because I am a person of faith. I truly believe that life has meaning, that lives lived are worth celebrating. Even though, impossible at it might seem in this world of such a long history, with so many people on this speck of dirt in a vast universe, each life means something. We all express our loves, our hates, our fears, our prejudices. These are adapted, rejected, modified by future generations. So our actions live beyond us. I also think our emotions have a life of their own. A smile that I make gets shared with others. A scowl on my face, depresses the mood of the room.