Life happens to us. There is nothing we can do to avoid the inevitable outcome, death. This should sour us on almost everything we do, making the most basic tasks or highest accomplishments hollow. Afterall, the moment of our death is out there somewhere.

Phillip Larkin said it best: “Most things may never happen: this one will.”

But we do exert our will. We try. And this Epiphany it is as clear to me as ever. Our free will dances with that destiny that “stays just on the edge of vision.” Yes, we’re determined; but free will makes it beautiful.