Death anniversaries bring up memories of how when we pass from this world we might leave behind a gift. Dad's last words to me were, "Everything's gonna be alright." They are my mantra that calms and soothes when I'm afraid and worried, reassuring me that no matter what happens I will be okay. He believed in me and I can believe in myself. We all need faith, trust, or belief that we will weather the storms of life and find eternal peace. What is your mantra?