Eric Greitens, a retired Navy Seal, once said in response to a question on whether or not he ever thought of dying in combat, that death is like the sun — while it’s always there, he didn’t stare at it. This stuck with me. If you stare at death, or even fear for that matter — just like the sun, it hurts and can blind you. Cognizantly reorienting towards something else, towards some sort of meaning, is not naivety or ignorance to its existence, but instead a difficult and consciously-planned action requiring immense strength. This is not to say that the sun isn’t there. You know it’s still shining. Like Cus D’Amato once said, both the hero and the coward are the same.