/lit/ - Literature

I've been thinking a bit the last few weeks since my grandpop died.
The guy was an absolute work-horse and toiled until his very last day at age 90.
I always looked up to the guy, despite it being hard to find the words to properly understand why.

But then I realised it might be that it's because he's one of the few men I've met who seems to have found a truly meaningful life. Never chasing happiness or luxuries.
Still hard to put in words, but it's like he lived this philosophy of finding meaning in hard work and going to bed knowing he did something worthwhile for the day.

I wish I could manifest this sort of meaning in my own life some day.