The point is that my future just got more solid, more real, with all its ups and downs. Because I decided to chronicle it. Is that a good thing? For me, personally? I'm not sure. But it feels ... like it's going to be more meaningful simply because I weave it into some artifact for you to see after I am gone. Weave with my words ... After all, isn't that what we all long for, to be part of a story that has meaning?
So how do you ultimately endure devastating loss. By adopting a religion? I don't think that is enough. I think the ultimate key is realizing you have to endure. And find the good and the beautiful in life and truly appreciate it - in spite. Otherwise all else becomes meaningless.